Darkness - a poem

I was carrying Andrew down the stairs this morning before sun-up. It was so dark I could hardly make out the steps as I counted my way down. He lay his head on my shoulder, relaxed in complete trust. As I pondered his faith in me, I began this poem. Amazing how the Lord uses little mundane things in our lives to speak to us!

He's leading me in a new path
One I've not been on before.
I'm not the first, won't be the last
He's led so many more.
This place is so much different,
yet the same as all the rest.
It's one more time of molding me;
my faith in Him to test.

We say, "I'm afraid of the dark!"
But that's truly not the case.
For darkness holds just shadows
Which light can fast erase.
What we fear most is the unknown
Of what may lie ahead.
But with my hand held close in His
I know I'm safely led.

Just as He's brought me through before
He'll do so once again.
And I'll come out rejoicing,
Bringing glory to His name.
So as I travel down life's road
The next step I can't see.
I'll lay my head upon His shoulder
For he is carrying me.