“God in heaven –
guardian of my heart,
my fingers are aching
from my attempts to play the right notes.

My feet are tired from walking
a path for which my shoes
do not always feel adequate.

I’ve been busy examining my faith
and wondering if it is big enough –

but of course faith is not supposed
to look at itself at all, but towards
something else.

Someone who is more than big enough,
greater than all my uncertainty
and weariness.

You are my sustainer, you alone.

I fix my eyes not on my fingers
or my feet, not on the pathway
or the style of my shoes.
I fix my eyes on you –
you who are greater than all these things.

I believe; help my unbelief.”

*from the talented Lucy Mills