Happy Sabbath Everyone!
오늘 안식일 아침에 열살의 딸이 한창 믿음의 용사일때 써놓은 시를 올려드립니다.
은혜받으시기를 바랍니다.
An Abandoned Faith
What does an abandoned faith
Do all day?
Does it only sit
Or go outside and play?
It must be really boring
To be abandoned and old
But perhaps an abandoned faith
Is shiny, clean, and gold.
But how does an abandoned faith
Truly feel?
Is it sweet? Is it bitter?
Does it have a foot and heel?
Perhaps God leaves it in good care
Because it’s all alone.
Or maybe, since it’s dead,
He leaves it underneath a stone.
What would an abandoned faith smell like?
Is it sugary sweet?
Does it stay in one place
Or does it soar, fast and fleet?
But there’s always something to think of,
That an abandoned faith can’t compare;
When you put it by a strong faith,
Abandoned ones are only air.
