I
look each day to try and find
A
bit of You in me,
But
what I’m seeking is obscured
By
what is plain to see.
I
see the lack of faith that leads
To
doubts that plague my mind.
I
see the longings piling up,
That
I should leave behind.
I
see the angry thoughts I hold,
When
I should be more kind.
And
when trouble knocks at my door,
Blessings
seem hard to find.
I
must admit, to my dismay,
I
still can’t clearly see
The
You I hope someday to find
Unobscured within me.
Matthew
17:20
He
said to them, “Because of your little faith. For truly, I say to you, if you
have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move
from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.”
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