Are you waiting for someone else to move first? “Our Rising Tide” by Maukele Soul reflects on that question. The song starts small, Maukele describing the sky hanging low, “heavy with sorrow, thick with waiting.” Anyone who’s scrolled the news lately knows that feeling. The weight piles up fast. But Maukele answers, simple and sure: “And still, we move. And still, we rise.” That’s the key theme for the song in two short lines. Maukele Soul didn’t write a song about waiting for permission. The verse insists that “every freedom ever tasted began with one trembling hand holding steady.” Not a hundred hands. Not a perfect plan. One small step at a time. The chorus circles back to this truth like a heartbeat: “One small step… that’s how the mountain moves.” Mountains don’t care how scared your hand is shaking. They move anyway, one step at a time. Read Philippians 4:13: “I can do all things through him who strengthens me.” The apostle Paul wrote that from a prison cel...