My Mustard Seed Moment.
I stretch my hands
From fists, they spread
To the skies
With what I have
I give you all
I have to give
My mustard seed.
Trembling with the agony
Of feeling so much apathy
I hold this tiny seed
With all I have.
You say this seed moves mountains
Push back what’s blocking me
You promise that your truth will come
To all who want to see…
Move this mountain for me.
Open up my view
Show me you adore me
Reveal to me you’re You…
The valley’s shadows darken
Empty, I concede
I’m parched, I’m hungry for the proof
To once again believe
Dessert life is lifeless
Barren burdens lie
This dried up land, is where I stand
Do you hear my cry?
Stuck I plead, fixed in this place
I come to you in my disgrace
With all I have, with all I face
I hold this tiny seed.
Open up your heavens
And rain your spirit down.
Soak me in your power
Let me see your crown.
I batter questions in my mind
Thrashing waves of righteousness
Pull me under heavy shame
My heart, it longs for holiness
You say this seed moves mountains
Push back what’s blocking me
You promise that your truth will come
To all who want to see…
I beg you please to show your face
I need to see your hand
Share with me the mystery
So I can understand.
This nomad’s heart is floundering
Help me find your home
Open up the door for me
I’m knocking as I roam
Break the chains of questioning
The ground on which I stand
Soak your Spirit into me
Seal my heart again
Mercy break my bondage
Offer me relief
Take my seed and fill me
Heal my unbelief.
I’m trapped inside
This small cocoon
Can’t see beyond my wall
Await I will, my faith stands still
Transform me through it all.
So I can come before you
Fall down on my knees
Praise you and adore you
Oh, grow my mustard seed.
I stretch my hands
From fists, they spread
To the skies
With what I have
I give you all
I have to give
My mustard seed.
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He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.” Mathew 17:20 NIV
This was first published on Hew View From Home.
Love, love, love this Chris. Just beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful, Kitty. I really loved reading this. ????????????
Oh Chris! What a perfect picture of our “I believe/help my unbelief” condition! Please continue to write poetry. This is beautiful.
Beautiful, just beautiful!
Thank you, sweet sister. <3
I give you all,
All I have!
Amen
JC#1
Amen. 🙂
Oh wow. So beautiful. You give me inspiration when I’m lacking it. I want to plant a mustard seed now. I truly needed to read this. Thank you, beautiful friend.
Thank YOU for reading it, sweetie. Apparently, that’s all we need to have faith. I thank God for that! 🙂
Chris! This is so powerful. You are an amazing writer. Faith does stop and start again at times, and we feel that deep apathy when it’s gone. Getting it back can move mountains.
Thank you so much for your beautiful response, Lisa. I nodded while reading your words and whispered an “Amen”. <3
**Open up your heavens
And rain your spirit down.
Soak me in your power
Let me see your crown.**
What a gorgeous, relevant, living poem. xxxx
Thank you, love. SO much. <3
Beautiful.
Just a mustard seed!
We can change the world!
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Thank you, love. These moments are sacred too. <3