Faith Over Sight

God, sometimes I don’t understand…

I hear stories about you,

from other men.

And the word describes how,

You rose from the dead and..

Before that, performed miracles

And broke the bread…

Gave up your life…for us…

I don’t understand….

No..this isn’t a story about me…

It’s more about..

All of the things in the stories I read

And I…

Walk with my eyes open,

Hoping I see…

When instead…the truth is 

Faith in YOU

is all that I need…

And I don’t understand..

I try to get the thoughts out of my head and

I..need to relinquish control to you

I listen to these voices,

Hoping that it’s you

And I,

Need clear discernment..I need to hear YOU

but, the flesh

Pulls me in different directions

What more should I do?

And then…

Slowly but surely I’m reminded…

That my eyes are trying to be my GPS..

But my faith is my guidance 

Because the proof and testimony

I hear from those around me…

Is how, when I was lost,

you came and found me..

And when I, 

Picked up the Bible and reference 

The miracles and truth

I’m reminded how my eyes deceive me

And how I should focus on you…

Because…faith is more important than my sight

And the more that I read…

I count less on my eyes…

Because, in truth, I was blind…

But now I can see.

Faith is the way to grace

Grace that’s undeserved…

Prayer is how I hear your voice

And what allows me to discern

and…faith is what brings me joy

Knowing you’re with me

On this journey we call life…

So I close my eyes…

Knowing I…

Can use my faith to give me sight