by Joseph Liau

Created on: August 02, 2011   Last Updated: August 04, 2011

I set my sails for greater seas in life,
But soon my plans were aptly put astray,
As ghastly storms began to issue strife,
And lofty mountains stood right in way.

A monolithic demolition prayer.
A rain cessation hour, I humbly ask.
Yet rocks remain and downpours ever there.
Would these requests be such a daunting task?

Then suddenly my faith was challenged thus,
And waters rose above the highest peak.
My ship soared through quiet white nimbus.
Oh, Lord, how little faith has made me weak.

For now I know in part Your wondrous grace,
But at that time known fully face to face.

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