my mind is overflowing with questions.
once upon a time I would have chased them away
but now I welcome them.
The more I seek answers
the more answers I'll find
I do not want my faith to lie lazily in a Sunday pew
I cannot bring myself to rise up in moral outrage,
I am far to flawed for that.
all in all my hope clings to a tenuous trust
in spiritual reality,
a reality that reaches
my darkest moments
and my frailest fears.
This is the God I seek.
One who will wrestle with my doubts,
revealing himself outside my expectations,
challenging all I hold dear