A functional faith: the Struggle is Real

I want a functional faith —
not just a faith of works,
but a faith that works.

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a faith that works out,
a faith that works for,
a faith that functions.

I want a faith that does,
while I am doing other things,
faithfully.

a faith that works its way
into my day,
along my way,
every day.

I want a faith that
stands up, stands under, and stands for,
but doesn’t need to stand and be recognized,

a faith that builds up,
works construction,
brick and mortar, clay and water, flesh and blood.

Please, Sir, may I have a functional faith?

Did. Done. Doing.
Now, go and do.

About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on October 9, 2017, in Body, Christian, In Action, Life, poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. I’m thinking that crumpling and straightening my bulletin is a great prayer practice. Feels very real.

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