On Faith

You are quiet

Your arms are stretched on top of your head as you begin to pray

You do not believe in God

But in moments of distress you find yourself clamoring onto the hopes that He is real

You have seen me pray before

It makes you feel uncomfortable but you don’t say anything

You don’t understand

Before long tears start streaming down your face

Your bottom lip is trembling

Your arms come down over your chest

Then you are still

You open your eyes

And we meet

I don’t say anything because I know you

You will come to me when you’re ready

You come to me at night

Your eyebrows look rough as if you have been thinking very hard

You tell me that God spoke to you

I smile

You tell me He told you to find peace in Him

You believe but you don’t understand

I tell you that is faith

Welcome home