I conquered the great mountain’s peak
then stopped and looked around.
It made me feel more powerful
than the people on the ground.
They couldn’t see me way up here,
I felt how God must feel.
I wonder if they’re arguing about
If I’m even real.
Some are sure that I am here
because they talked to me,
some believe it’s true ‘cause of
my climbing ability.
But many doubt that I am here
‘cause they can’t see or touch,
and as far as just blind faith,
they haven’t got that much.
So if you doubt that God is there
here is what you do,
scale a mammoth mountain
and see if they believe in you.
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Hi Wayne. I love the poem, but have to apologize for using your feedback box to contact you about your latest Challenge entry--but time is running out, and I didn't have any other options. Wayne, your entry in the Joy Challenge was under the word count minimum. Your entry was just 118 words, and the minimum allowed is 150. If you have the time and want to, please rework your entry and submit it again. With love, Deb (Challenge Coordinator)
