Poem: Living in My Faith

I walk where shadows twist and bend,
Yet light still hums beneath my skin;
For every fear that whispers “end,”
My faith replies, “begin.”

The world will shake, the sky may fall,
But hope roots deep within my chest;
It’s not that I don’t doubt at all,
It’s that I doubt, and still find rest.

Faith isn’t blind — it’s eyes reborn,
It sees through night, through loss, through pain;
It’s planting seeds in soil torn,
And trusting they will bloom again.

So I will rise, though winds may rage,
And sing beneath the storm’s refrain;
For living faith is not a cage —
It’s wings made strong by rain.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie