Ever Sight

Faith is a doorknob you hold with the soul’s hands

to places held a visions for where you belief

about a world that offers some salvation,

might be a prize or treasure longed for as redemption,

but that grab of desire is the energy where hands

express what is your deepest conviction.

 

It is only when you let that power flow

through your body with the passion of a grasp

that it stops being a word and becomes

the pure succor of the spirit

unto whatever is your god.

 

In the world’s chamber and mazes,

trust is the flame that burns

upon the heart as a consuming inferno,

to drive the life to not cease the climb

upwards onto the pillar of one’s dreams.

 

Within the ethereal mists of the Lord’s throne

He took this word and made it the bond

between believers and His gift of forgiveness.

 

Still, it summons by the Holy Spirit

a sight that is focus on forever,

prepared to keep accepting His word as truth

no matter what happens in life,

for it is the very willingness to embrace

with your body as the altar of your devotions,

His ways and will above your very heart,

never giving up on that reality,

regardless of what the day brings.

 

This is the path of having the lips of Job

who voiced his faith so ardently

when he said, “thou He slay me will I trust Him.”

 

What breath of immortality blows inside

if we, like the heroes of faith in Hebrews 11,

have the Lord say of us what He did of them

in the words of Hebrews 11: 39 and 40,

“These were all commended for their faith,

yet none of them received

what had been promised.

God had planned something better for us

so that only together with us would they be made perfect.”

 

Oh to built my hope on His scriptural foundation

remains the rock that survives any storm

because He becomes my strength and source of all I can be.