It was I who taught Ephraim to walk, taking them by the arms, but they never realized that it was I who healed them. I led them with cords of kindness, with ropes of love; I lifted the yoke from their necks and bent down to feed them.
A one-year-old takes three wobbly steps, sits down hard on the carpet, and reaches up for a hand. The adults in the room laugh, cheer the steps that came before, and hold their hands out again. From the outside, falling is simply what learning to walk looks like.
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