Now... if "faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see..."
Why do I spend so much time with my eyes focused on 'lil ole me? Which then fills me with uncertainty, stealing away any hope, Then "Me, Myself and I" find it impossible to cope. "We" get all anxious and fearful running aimlessly in despair, Seeking out anyone or anything, to show that they do care. Then God graciously reminds me, that He is holding me in His palm, All that He asks is that I believe by faith... so He can infuse me with His calm. How quickly I get sidetracked, and forget that He hasn't left my side, It is me that usually moves, In Him I am to abide. To fix my eyes on the invisible, as I go about my day, Fills me with His Hope and His Peace, then I'm joyfully on my way. I then can accomplish all things through Him, who infuses me with His strength, His love covering this heart of mine, because He went to such great lengths. He sent His Son to earth, one glorious silent night,