i often find myself promoting allegiance to faith –

especially to those struggling in arenas of doubt.

i challenge them to step out of the chains of fear so inappropriately self imposed.

parables recited.

miracles referenced.

volumes of scripture quoted.

 

most often,

it seems the effort in vain.

reformation available yet undesired.

it seems the accouterments of vanity supersede the paltry garments of sincere.

 

yet in this season of contradiction,

i find my reservoir of believe nearly drained.

how can i offer admonition for religious insurrection

while wearing transparent Alb of supposed conviction?

 

who am i to stand behind pulpits of discern

with eyes closed to the inferiority of my own diminished capacity?

 

i suppose –

if measuring the volume of could in the much larger vessel of should –

we all find opportunity for replenishment.

and sometimes –

when feeling less than full –

perhaps a patch..