In Faith We Must Go

In Faith We Must Go

It is curious the thought,

“That won’t happen to me.”

A naive phrase

A hopeful plight

That the world will remain right.

That He won’t ask of you

Of pain too great indeed

To feel the depths

To fair the night

In the dark, no end in sight.

And with sorrow so great

That you would raise a fist

Up to the sky

Up from the deep

Your battle cry for relief

But He has plans for you

That you may become more

In ways unknown

In ways unfair

You’ll question why you care.

And though your soul cries out

His arms encompass you

And pulls you in

And whispers soft

“I know. All is not lost.”

The power of His love

Reminds us there is more

Than what is now

Than what we know

So in faith we must go.

In memory of Stephen T. Aug. 2nd, 2015