What do I do now
How do I begin
When I had faith in God
To the very end
I ‘ve seen no mountains move
No sickness healed
Everything I was hoping for
Nothing was revealed
My heart cry’s out
God, how can this be
He answered me quietly
Do you believe in me
For the things that are seen
Or will you trust me
In whatever life brings
Faith is required of you this day
To believe in things not seen
Is the only way
Death has no sting
It’s not the very end
Only a small part of life
Where it truly begins
You see through a glass darkly
You do not understand
The things I have waiting
Not known by man
My heart cry’s out
God, how can this be
He answered me quietly
Do You Believe In Me
Patricia A Moore
August 2008
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Dear Patty..this is a very touching poem indeed and I want to thank you for telling me the background to it. It is beautifully written. I know we may not see mountains moved or have prayers answered as we would like but it must never stop us from believing. Thank you for sharing this truly beautiful and heartfelt poem. God bless Patty
No matter the outcome, no matter how hard we pray, no matter if prayer wasn't answered the way we would like, it is required of us to believe ! WONDERFUL poem !
This poem touches my very being, because my faith has been tested. He didn't answer my prayers the way I wanted them answered, and I believed with all my heart that He would. My faith was tested .. but not lost. I still believe .. I still have hope ... I still trust Him .. Thank you, Patty .. this poem was a gift to you, through you, from you to others. If we have eyes to see and ears to hear .. Never Stop Believing. 143
Dear Patti, I too have prayed for healings that never happened, believing that they would, and for mountains to move. It's upon reflection that I begin to understand that the greatest healing of all is to go Home. He still moves mountains, a little at a time I think, but moving none the less. When I consider how far God has carried me ,in my life, I KNOW that some pretty serious mountain moving has gone on.......although at the time it did not feel so! (I hope this makes sense and helps a little.)
This is a wonderful poem,and the key really is: Do you believe in me? Thank you for all of your kind comments on my work. God Bless you and keep you writing. Elizabeth.
