Faith is a muscle in the soul,
the more it is exercised
does it grow stronger,
though afterwards it takes a bigger burden
in order to keep it developing.
But the mind wrestles
with our sense of balance
bestowed of the mindset
that the toil of trust
should bear only rewards.
Never able to gauge
how much we can endure,
somewhere in the recesses of our head
presuming we will reach a point
where it becomes easier,
having taken every test needed,
before graduating to the point
no future challenge is due.
What digs at the heart
is the unbearable pondering,
when we have followed the path
thinking to have reach a rest stop
it turns into the start of a marathon,
not having time to understand its purpose,
merely to start racing
ever taxed by the way
our minds will never be able to grasp
why it happened.
Though we stumble do we survive
learning in truth,
our legs were stronger
than we ever imagined.
Author notes
"God ask of us of what He thinks we can handle, but sometimes I think he ask of us to much"
quote by: unknown
A contest entry
- quote inspired by serenity silvermoon.
565 points, ended March 4, 4 entries
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Comments
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Bravo! This is so true. While it seems that He loads us with too much, We often don't realise our strengths until we are stretched.
Best wishes in the contest.
Gaylene
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My Dear Brother,
You took that prompt and ran with it! Ran all the way home! This is great! full of power, depth and a faith that is never ending! Great work!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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a wonderful write full of depth and power throughout good luck in the contestmaralisa
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A strong write.
“Skepticism is the beginning of Faith.” - Oscar Wilde
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