My prayer: A Moment of Doubt

Faith is our rock; what happens when we are without it?

Each tear upon the pages of your sermon

Blurs the truth I am supposed to see

How could you promise me your love

When I cannot promise you my own

 

I turn the page and see

The cup of your rage

Begin to boil at me

At my exasperation

And fear and doubt

 

You reach out and

Turn the page

To were my name is written

And each part of me described

The story of my creation

And again I begin to cry

 

You point at where you breathed in me

And molded me: I the slip and you my potter

Your love and wisdom overcome me then

Knowledge of you so pure and true

How can I resist you

 

I lay upon the pages of your Word

And breathe the Truth in deep

Cleansed of doubt and submissive now

I close in sincere, secure: “Amen.”

Reviews

[Lorraine]

This is the kind poems I am looking for when I want to reassure myself in times of doubt. I seriously love the first stanza simply because my thoughts sometimes revolve around those issues as well. "How could you promise me your love/When I cannot promise you my own". I've pondered over this question for so many times already and still no answer. Wonderful poem, truly divine.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[gsethi]

Simple and sweet. There are many people who write poems with stronger/tougher words, but this was easier to read. I especially liked this part: "You point at where you breathed in me, And molded me: I the slip and you my potter"

[Haifa]

I really like it, it so great I like some things from it like.. breathe the truth in deep . theres many words of it has make me feel it. Well done.