In the quiet of the soul, a seed is sown,
A mustard seed of faith, though small, it’s known.
With whispered words, the mountains move away,
For faith like this holds power to sway.
Faith, a treasure to be kept and fed,
In the heart’s garden, where it’s spread.
For darkness plots, with schemes untold,
But diligence in spirit makes the heart bold.
Faith, the beacon in the darkest night,
Guiding souls toward the eternal light.
In the realm where shadows creep and coil,
Mustard seed faith remains loyal.
With every trial, with every test,
Our faith, a shield, upon our chest.
For in the storm, it stands unfurled,
A testament to the power of the world.
So let us tend our faith with care,
Nourishing it with fervent prayer.
For in the midst of darkness’ might,
Mustard seed faith shines bright.
And though the journey may be long,
With faith as small as a seedling’s song,
It’s in its growth we come to see,
The mustard seed faith that sets us free.
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STOP the Genocide. We demand a Ceasefire NOW. Save Palestine NOW. GOD is LOVE♥
Faithful followers of Jesus Christ watch and pray – we are in dark times. Trust NO-ONE until they show themselves trustworthy. They must earn our TRUST.
Until Next time, Keep Believing, Keep Hoping & Keep Loving.
Peace. Daniel – The Christian Activist & Warrior
Remember, Jesus Christ is the Light of the World.
Thank you, and God Bless

