Childlike Faith
“I am,” saith Life
“Thou Art,” saith His Child
With every step His Voice grew loud’er
With every step His faith healed like myrrh
There was no room to breathe doubt
Only words of faith came out of His mouth
Waves crashed
His faith shouts
The whip slashed
His faith sprouts
The Child loves
The Child trusts
Confident in His God
The Child concluded, “What can’t He do? The Words like my experiences are true. If He knew, then I know. If He gives, then I accept. I concern myself with careful, faith-filled steps. I am but a child and what difficulty is it to walk and breathe. My eyes focus steadily on the Life before me. I trust He’ll guide my feet.”
“Faith is, essentially, an attitude rather than an act; it is that which lies behind the act. Faith is attitude of dependency, of recognized weakness. Faith is coming to the end of ourselves and looking outside ourselves—away from our ourselves. Faith is that which gives God His proper place.”
