Every Day (A Poem)

Every Day

I find my faith being tested.

There is always something that causes me to question my faith in God

Especially on the day he rested.

Every day

I have so much stress, it's hard not to take His name in vain.

And I find it difficult not to love my neighbors as myself

Partly because there are so many times when they act so insane.

Every Day

I face so much temptation and find myself wondering if He is really watching me.

If I were to give in, would it be such a bad thing?

Especially if there's nobody else around to see?

Every Day

I struggle with so many questions of faith.

I wonder if I really have a soul

And, if so, if it really will be, as He promised, saved.

Every Day

I see one of God's miracles performed

Sometimes they are big, other times they are small

But, when they happened, my whole world is transformed.

 Every Day

I see the sun rise in the sky

I feel its warmth on my skin

And realize it had to be hung there on purpose. I do not lie.

Every Day

I see my children and think about the miracle of birth.

When I do, I think about how it seems like such an impossible thing

And needs to be guided by something or someone from beyond the Earth.

Every Day

I listen to the birds sing their songs

I look at the colors of the flowers and the leaves

Then I realize my faith in God can't be wrong.

Every Day

I see these miracles, they always manage to strike a chord

And, just as quickly as it was tested

My faith in God is restored.