Treasure Island

Justin Reamer

(2 October 1993 / Holland, Michigan)

{7}


Faith and Reason
Go hand in hand,
One complements the other—
Reason allows investigation,
Observing the matter,
Understanding the results.

Faith is morality,
Belief in something more,
Submitting to a Higher Being,
Developing a deeper understanding,
Realising one’s insignificance,
Humbling oneself before the Divine,
And believing it without proof
Or any sort of doubt.

Reason is logic,
Filled with algorithms,
Guaranteeing solutions,
But faith balances the scale;
It is not mere examination
But taking the solution,
And understanding it
Through the gift of the Spirit
By the grace of God.

Submitted: Thursday, January 30, 2014

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