Doubts


We should not be alarmed if doubts
Come to torment us now and then;
Doubts are the pruning shears that give
Our faith new strength again.
Doubts are the gusty winds that bend
Our beliefs to earth.
Those that spring back so firm, we know
Are rooted deep in worth.
Faith must have its element
Of doubts If all were known
Of life and life hereafter, knowledge
Would but suffice alone...
But faith... belief... is based upon
The little things we cannot see.
Without the challenge of our doubts
Believing could not be.
The searching mind of man will ever
Seek the ‘how’ and the ‘why’,
But faith is our response to that
Beyond the seeing eye.
Our faith in unseen things gives live
A meaning here below,
And doubts are summer showers
That help our faith to grow.