It doesn’t matter where I look around
There seems to be so little faith in this world
It appears that everybody I happen to encounter
Is just so much more cynical than I
So many fathers and so many mothers
From grandparent to every little boy and little girl
Seems to live with such little hope in life
They’ve got nothing for which to live or die
I listen to the radio to God-less music
I read books that are so secular at their core
I watch movies so laden with sex and violence
It seems that no one knows that You are there
I guess I’m going to have to carry this load
Maybe that’s what you put me on this earth for
I guess I’ll have faith for everyone who can’t
And for those who can but won’t I’ll say a prayer
What makes this oh so very difficult
Is to watch those who claim they deeply believe
Then turn around and criticize the very institution
That you passed onto us through your Holy Ghost
I can see how easy it is to fall into that trap
But I cannot allow myself to so be deceived
Though I can’t easily accept all that I know about You
I fight my temptations to turn on my Heavenly Host
I will stand by my Father in these rough times
Though I may find myself standing alone
And hope that my faith may attract others to Him
I’ll hold hands with one, three, five or seven
Faith has kept me going up until now
And I know that it’s what’s going to get me back home
Though I struggle with my own faith, I’ll have it for all
If it means I can get us all moving towards heaven
(This poem I wrote after encountering a book in the “Top Sellers” in Amazon.com written by a man claiming all who believe in God to be not just ignorant, but plain stupid, claiming that anyone who reads his book would realize how dumb they really are. Then I bought a CD today by one of my favorite bands, and one of the songs titled Faithless, explained that faith and belief were unnecessary as long as hope and love existed. It seems that many people I know, even those who claim to believe and have faith have told me that they’re not sure why they do. I don’t claim that I’m the strongest in faith, but I do know that someone has to have faith for these people, and what I’m saying here is that I guess that I, despite my own struggles, am going to have to step up to the plate for them, by, at the least, praying for them for a return to faith, or for an encounter with the Lord who provides it.)