Dear God
by Caleb Kim
Father, It is written that you know the hearts of your children that you discern our thoughts from afar that you are acquainted with all our ways that even the hairs of our heads are all numbered. Then Father, you must know, How difficult believing has been for me. I have tried to remember your promises that you will give me your peace, your joy of salvation that you work all things for the good of those who love you that neither death nor life can separate me from your love that you will replace this heart of stone with a heart of flesh that if I seek you with all my heart, I will find you. But your children’s convictions crumble, Father I am so weak, do you not see? Do you not know? When my friends abandon the faith, I am left to wonder if my convictions are too but shadows and dust When my songs sound like clanging cymbals, I ponder whether I mistook moving melodies for your Spirit
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The Williams Telos