Poetry With A Mission



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Little Faith, Little God

“But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering; for he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea,
driven with the wind and tossed. For let not that man think that he shall receive
anything of the Lord” (James 1:6,7, KJV).

It’s sad that only a little God inhabits so many, impotently,
A God who barely delivers because such ones do not live expectantly.
A God who’s hardly worth praying to, given the little it seems He can do,
A God who’s exacting, niggardly, unable, or simply reluctant to.

I’d rather have a big God who is ready, willing and waiting, longingly,
A God I can put all my trust in, a God who responds to persistency.
A God who honours belief, heartfelt prayer, a trust that refuses to let go,
A God who’s still able to heal, restore, a God who’d rather say “Yes” than “No.”

Yes, it’s sad that only a little God inhabits so many, joylessly,
For neither He nor they are there when one’s in need, or facing adversity.
And is it any wonder given such lack of passion and expectancy,
For such a God is hardly able — and they, so lacking — as helpless as He.

I’d rather have a big God who will, can, and does — the God who has always been,
Not that insignificant God, who, in far too many faithless lives is seen.
A God who cannot deliver, won’t deliver, for why should He, why would He?
For such lack of faith, trust, prayer, depth and expectancy, a “No” would guarantee.

The latter’s not my God, I recognize Him not — my God’s bigger, thankfully,
He empowers, blesses, when one believes in Him and requests expectantly.
So I’ll persist with hopeful heart, for my God knows no impossibility,
Besides, why would I want to act like the faithless, and aid the adversary?

I don’t want a God who’s no better than some pagan god, heathen deity,
A figment of the imagination who can’t respond supernaturally.
I’m a believer in reality, a God who works miraculously,
But only where there’s belief, trust, passion, a cry that says, “My eyes are on Thee.”

Yes, my God’s all powerful, the same God who anciently healed the blind, sick, lame,
A God who still loves to respond, deliver, when any call upon His name.
And according to His will — He will — if only we’ll believe, expect, persist,
For responding to such faith and prayer is something my God finds hard to resist.

Yes, it’s not God who’s too little, but our faith.

By Lance Landall


“Then Jesus told them a parable [the Widow and the Judge] about their need to
pray always and not to lose heart” (Luke 18:1).

“I waited patiently for the Lord; He inclined to me and heard my cry ” (Ps 40:1).



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