My Unbelief

I see you in the brushstrokes of dawn.
Help my unbelief.

I find you in the unfolding flower.
Help my unbelief.

I hear you in the kindest gesture.
Help my unbelief.

I feel you in the sun and rain.
Help my unbelief.

I laugh with you in the child’s smile.
Help my unbelief.

I dream with you in the languid summer heat.
Help my unbelief.

I sing to you in the jubilant choir.
Help my unbelief.

I pray to you in the darkest hour.
Help my unbelief.

Mark 9:14-29 Morning Prayer

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