Faith

Faith.

It sounds so simple.

A cliche some might say.

But to me,

Losing my faith would be as if I lost my sanity.

 

My faith in God is a necessity.

Without it, life would mean nothing.

I need my faith to pull me through.

To give me comfort that God knew.

 

That He'd know my struggle and give me peace.

And I know that I'm a daughter of the King of Kings.

 

Faith.

I truly need it.

Or else I'd be so lost I'd quit.

Quit trying to stay alive.

And let death take me without a fight.

 

Without faith, I'm an empty shell.

Who I'd become, none could tell.

 

Sometimes it only takes for me,

For me to have faith the size of a mustard seed.

Then I can finally believe,

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

 

Faith.

It's vitally important.

I know we all will need it,

when Gabriel blows that trumpet.

 

So what do I need

For the island of solidarity?

Faith is all I need.

Even as small as a mustard seed.

This poem is about: 
Me

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