A functional faith: the Struggle is Real
I want a functional faith —
not just a faith of works,
but a faith that works.
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.
Posted on October 9, 2017, in Body, Christian, In Action, Life, Made to Move, poetry and tagged faith, Faith and Works, functional faith. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
I’m thinking that crumpling and straightening my bulletin is a great prayer practice. Feels very real.