Faith fought my fears,
Faith assured me a better tomorrow,
Faith indicated the right direction,
Faith turned my weakness into strength,
Faith helped me walk without seeing,
Yet I stand questioning what faith truly symbolizes, why am I seeking inspiration when faith gave me hope, how do I reassure my faith and remain faithful?
Faith failed to keep me faithful
Faith accepted my anxiety
Faith ignored my cry
Faith taught me otherwise
Faith hindered the demons
And now I am free! But why do I feel prisoner when my faith is absent? How do I set myself free from such burden and demand? Where do I turn to when I feel My Lord is busy making something better for me?
I’ve grown impatient and still manage to have a piece of me love what God has done for me. For my love for Him is eternal like His for me but my faith is a constant battle between now and never and it feels like when I can no longer wait, He answers my cry.