Faith without doubt
Is fantasy,
a gift we give ourselves.
It requires an endless supply
of whitewash for one hand
and of blame
for the other
To hide from sight
all that challenges –
death, disease, disaster,
sacrifice,
and find guilty
any that do not fit
our inerrant preconceptions.
Faith in the midst of doubt-
death, disease, disaster,
sacrifice,
is a gift from God
That holds even with
the cup unchosen and
seemingly forsaken.
Choosing to believe, to know
that love remains, that Love remains
and that even the tiniest light
unvanquished defeats the dark night
Hope eternal.
Love triumphant.
Where is the sting?