Faith Is not A Feeling

 This poem was inspired in part by our Sunday morning message from WBC

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,

 let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles.

 And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us,  

 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. 

For the joy set before him he endured the cross, 

scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.  

 Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners,

so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.

Heb.12:1-3

What a welcome the morning sky unfurled to the waking world,

where we walk/live, not by sight but Faith!

Hard to feel the way we should if we are strangers to God’s word

Hard to keep the crucial lines of right and wrong from being blurred

Hard to make the better choice if the voice we heed is our own

Hard to sharpen ir’n with i’rn if feeling is faith’s whetting stone

Hard to feel ‘never alone’ without His promises to gird

Hard to keep the ship on course without the compass of His word

Hard to turn the other cheek when what we seek is what we see

Hard to find comfort or peace without Faith in God’s surety

Hard to find true happiness if we depend on how we feel

Hard to live with thankfulness if circumstance governs Hope’s wheel

Hard to love the Lord our God with all our heart, soul, strength and mind

Hard to let faith take the lead if courage is feeling-defined

Faith is more than matter subject to a feeling’s moody swings

Faith, the Substance of our hope and evidence of Hidden Things

Faith, though mustard seed in size can move a mountain to the sea

Faith is not a feeling, but God’s influence in you and me

© Janet Martin