“Teach Me to Fall the Right Way”

 Teach me to fall the right way, not clawing for control,

Let the descent be sacred in the chambers of my soul.

For every stumble carries wisdom carved in pain,

And the ground becomes a ladder when I rise in You again.

Teach me to break with purpose, not kicking at the dust,

To see the hand that shatters me is mercy I can trust.

For the ego only fears what the heart already knows—

The fall is where love gathers what the pride refuses to disclose.

Teach me to bow in silence, to kneel but not despair,

To feel the Ten behind me when there’s nothing left to bear.

For a fall without direction is a prison made of night,

But a fall into Your arms becomes a staircase into Light.

So teach me to fall with meaning, to crash yet still obey—

For a man is born in rising… but redeemed in how he falls each day.