I said
"I believe--
on a good day."
He said
"give me all your days."
Give me your weak and weary days.
Your Sunday night fearing Monday days.
Give me your weak and doubting days.
Give me your prophetic believing days.
Give me your jubilant hours.
Your grieving hours.
Give me your putzy, wasted moments.
Give me your driven, efficient moments.
Working or home, with friends or alone, give it all to me.
How does faith come?
It comes by hearing.
Hearing what?
The word.
What word?
The word of Christ.
