Faith Poem by Kathryn Cox

Trying to make sense of it all,
and not trying hard enough.

Am I really who I say I am?
Do I think of my thought as sane?

When the feeling of myself must be defended,
I jump.
Soon you start to defend yourself to yourself.

Are you who you are?
Or are you what you say and do?
Can we prove the soul is determined by God?

Believing is all.
We will be safe in the light.
Where there is darkness,
there is danger.
Jesus Christ.