"A Mustard Seed" - Bobbi Johnson
Bless me Father for I have sinned
I gave up all hope of
Trying to fit in
To what I’ve been defined as, pitting myself against all lies
That are packaged and sold, and swallowed up whole
Old lies that are shined up like new
But no matter how you change the view
Whether it’s inside, outside, front or backside
These lies have a way of dancing around the truth
By using that same ole two step
Side to side
A little truth, a lotta lie, all used side by side.
Am I a hypocrite because I keep on trying,
To realign what my Father wants
With desires that keep on finding
How do I find the courage to share what I believe in?
When shame and ignorance pen me in?
Fanatics and fear sharpen the edges of the same spear
That is driving into the very side of faith
Be my guide, Lord I pray
That I can deliver the truth
With a straight face
And not waver, stammer, or stutter
When it’s my time to witness
Me, and no other
Me, just me – imperfect in so many ways
How can I explain I am here today
Simply because of your saving grace?
But wait! He says, you are just what I need
I can work with every word spoken here
All it takes, is a little seed
(August 2014 photo by Michelle Castleberry)