I have been given a vision. Clear as day.
Yet I’ve only been given a pen light to see the path through the forest at night.
The purpose is easy to see.
Yet I walk by blind faith because the path is short sighted.
My confidence is in the Father of my salvation.
Yet I’m distracted by the father of lies.
I believe with my whole heart I am within His will.
Yet my mind questions The Plan.
My heart leaps at the dream.
Yet my body is paralyzed by fear.
I say He can move mountains.
But I still roll a mustard seed around with my finger willing it to be something more than it is.
There is a lack of trust that leads to trusting in what I don’t see that keeps me going.
It’s being afraid but not fearful.
I Corinthians 16:3
Keep your eyes open,
hold tight to your convictions,
give it all you’ve got, be resolute,
Chicken faith is still faith.
The Rabid Mime 