It is one day at a time my faith does grow:
by beholding answers to prayers God bestows.
It was hard at first for me to comprehend
that my God is also my very best friend,
and it is on Him I can wholly depend:
as with me, eternity He wants to spend;
for He only desires what is best for me,
but this was something at first, I did not see.
However, once having that tiny seed sown,
like a mustard plant my faith's steadily grown.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem of any type about your faith. |
Author Notes
A thank you goes out to mamamary for use of the photo.
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