Do you have faith?

Do you have faith? 
No, I’m not religious, you say. 
But I say you do 
have faith.
Do you not sow a seed in the ground and patiently wait 
for it to become a plant 
that will produce a fruit or flower?
Do you not wait for winter to lose its grip, 
giving way to green shoots and bird song?
Has the change of seasons ever disappointed? 
Has the sun ever forgot to rise? 
Do you believe darkness will fall as the evening draws near?
The breath you take and the heart that beats in your chest; 
do you will it so?

We all have faith in something. 
Faith in people,
faith in self, things, money,
fame, talents, career.
Faith in love and 
good deeds. 
But these will ultimately fail
us, because the imperfect 
does, and we are all
broken. 

I need faith in something more significant,
outside of my wounded
self; outside of the 
fallible. 

But faith in God you say, is something altogether 
different, for who has ever 
seen God? 
Have you seen the wind?
You feel it’s force,
the trees bend in 
submission, you hear it’s 
howl and you believe
in the wind. 

To the one who desires
to know God,
He will reveal Himself. 
He does not hide like some 
elusive mystery. 
His fingerprints are on 
the miracle of the
newborn, and the might of the
thundering storm; the splashes
of colour in the morning 
sunrise and the quiet 
breeze of a summer
night. 

To the one who desires 
to have faith in God, 
He will reveal 
Himself;
for He left us His Word,
which penetrates 
into our souls, teaching, 
guiding and healing 
what was
broken. 

We all have faith in 
something. 
Some will call faith 
in God a crutch, 
I call it faith in 
the anchor of
Truth.