Belief

In the spirit of honesty, this poem comes from a time in my life when I was struggling.  Yeah, it happens.  I have learned that God is ok with doubts.  He is big enough to handle our mess.  So don't judge me, we all have those seasons of trial.  And by the way, I eventually heard.




Belief


I wanted to believe in people
until I met a few.
I believed in love once
until she lied to me.
I believed in friendship once
until I was betrayed.
I believed in family once
until loved ones began to die.
I believed in religion once
but I could not stomach the fake.


All that is left to believe in is God.
I lifted my head and asked the sky, “do you hear me?”
I am still waiting for an answer…