Abe, with three “disguised” angels, in a French mosaic ===>
Nothing Rhymes With Faith by Mark Nielsen, 9-26-11
“By an act of faith, Abraham said yes…” [Heb. 11:8-10 (The Message)]
I was going to write a perfect little poem
About seeing, and being, with eyes of faith.
Only nothing in English rhymes with faith,
Except, yet again, of course, more faith.
If we were reading Ye Olde King James
(Limping along, feeling lame, ashamed —
Fuzzy on what the words really mean
But too faithless to risk maybe making a scene)
We might come up with a word like saith,
As in “Thou art dust.” Thus saith the LORD.
But the word on the page is dustier still,
And confusion a pill we cannot afford,
For fake fancy words make most of us ill.
So it stands to reason when it comes to faith,
We have to rhyme with words that come close
In spirit, or partly in sound, like “grace”…
Or “teeth” (which faith has, to chew the Host).
And in living out faith, we make the most
Of our muddy near-misses, and those of the world,
Always forgiving the imperfection
Yet spying intent, and misdirection.
“Trust but verify” regarding your wise men
The Word in your heart out-faiths five of them.