Falling Forwards

Oh lovely, let’s talk about falling. Because if you’re anything like me, you’ve had your fair share of face-plants, times when you’ve stumbled, tripped, or flat-out crashed. And not just in life, but in faith.

We don’t always like to admit it, but falling happens. We get things wrong. We make choices we regret. We wrestle with doubt, fear, or just plain exhaustion. And sometimes, we convince ourselves that falling means failing. That if we don’t have it all together, we’re somehow unworthy, unqualified, or too far gone.

But what if falling isn’t the end?

What if, instead of falling backward-away from God, away from hope—we learn to fall forward? Right into His grace. Right into His mercy. Right into the arms that have been holding us all along.

And here’s the most beautiful part: falling forward is falling at His feet. It’s realizing we don’t have to stand in our own strength. It’s finding freedom in just being-without impossible standards, without expectations weighing heavy on our shoulders.

Because when we fall at His feet, we see the truth. That we were never meant to hold everything together. That His grace is not for the strong but for the surrendered. That real peace comes not from standing tall but from kneeling low.

I used to think trust looked like standing firm, planting my feet, and holding my ground. But sometimes, trust is falling. It’s collapsing into the arms of the One who never lets go. It’s learning that I don’t have to carry the weight of my own perfection, my own plans, or even my own understanding.

And that’s where freedom is.

Because, oh lovely, we spend so much of our lives trying to keep it all together. Trying to balance, trying to stand, trying to be everything we think we’re supposed to be. But what if we just let go? Not in a reckless, careless way, but in a way that says:

“God, I trust You more than I trust my own footing.”

What if falling forward meant finally giving up the illusion of control? What if it meant surrendering our fears, our doubts, our need to have everything figured out?

Peter learned this on the water. He took those steps toward Jesus, but the wind and the waves got loud, and suddenly, he was sinking. I always used to think that was the failure. That if he had just had more faith, he wouldn’t have fallen. But now I see it differently.

Peter called out.

Peter reached.

Peter fell toward Jesus.

And Jesus caught him.

Falling forward isn’t weakness-it’s faith in action. It’s the kind of faith that doesn’t run when things get hard, but instead, leans in. It’s the kind of faith that doesn’t pretend to have it all figured out, but instead, trusts the One who does.

And listen, I know how hard that is. I know what it feels like to want solid ground, to want things to feel stable and sure. But here’s the truth: life is never going to be perfectly stable. The waves will come. The wind will howl. The moments of uncertainty will press in.

But if we learn to fall forward-toward Him, instead of away-there is peace, even in the fall.

Because He’s there.

In the moments when you feel like you can’t stand anymore.

In the moments when life knocks you flat on your face.

In the moments when you have no idea what happens next.

He’s there.

So maybe today, you don’t have to fight so hard to stay upright. Maybe today, you can let go of the pressure to have it all figured out. Maybe today, you can fall forward, right into the arms of grace.

“Though he may stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with His hand.” – Psalm 37:24

Tell me-have you ever felt like you were falling? What helped you move forward? Let’s talk in the comments.

Love, Sarah x.

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