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Faith is knowing the unknown
Exists within our spirit
Where proof is never shown
None see it smell it hear it
Faith cannot be meant for
Keeping people in a row
How can the spirit soar
If it’s not allowed to grow
Faith cannot be taught
Through the barrel of a gun
By leaders who distort
To make all people one
Faith is only me
In a moment of my own
Only then I see
What only I am shown
~ Stevie G.B.
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Faith is knowing the unknown
Exists within our spirit
Where proof is never shown
None see it smell it hear it
Faith cannot be meant for
Keeping people in a row
How can the spirit soar
If it’s not allowed to grow
Faith cannot be taught
Through the barrel of a gun
By leaders who distort
To make all people one
Faith is only me
In a moment of my own
Only then I see
What only I am shown
Oh... what a wonderful poem. I am touched by your words.
thank you laura jayne. i was inpired by your challenge to write.
Love this poem!
This is something that I wrote years ago. Inspired by His calling after I turned out the lights at bedtime. I turned the lights back on, felt Him gently leading me to grab a pen and a piece of paper; this is what filled the page, without a pause:
My Friend
He is the truest of any relationship.
My trust in Him is complete.
He listens without judgement,
yet gently leads me in all honesty.
I find Him with me whenever I call,
and times when I don't.
He is faithful and dependable.
His gifts to me are many, too many to count;
they are unending and priceless.
When I spend time with Him, our time is full.
I find refreshment in His company.
When I am upset, He holds my head up.
When I am fearful, He holds my hand.
When I am angry, He forgives me.
He laughs with me, and I find His happiness contagious.
I want everyone to have a friend like mine,
and I would delight in sharing Him with you.
Let me introduce you to Him....
His Name is Jesus.
....oh, and I too felt the warmth of that poerty written by stevie g.b. - Nice!
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