Dat pieterige mosterdzaadje

In het volgende gedicht heb ik het licht uit een andere hoek willen laten schijnen op dat pieterige mosterdzaadje dat alom bekendheid heeft gekregen door vermelding in het evangelie. Aanvankelijk heb ik, zoals waarschijnlijk ook menig ander, de neiging gehad om m'n aandacht te focusseren op de geringe afmeting ervan, maar na enig onderhoud begon het me echter door te schemeren dat het formaat van dat zaadje niet van toepassing was.

 That measly mustardseed

     Wm E Keasberry ©2000

If I had a Caterpillar, preferably type B16,

I could indeed say to that hill there, "I will remove you from the scene !"

But there are higher mountains yet, unsusceptible to brutal forces:

Life's  challenges which can't be met with dynamite and

"four-fifty horses."

Those things are useless in this kind of a jam. What is a man to do?

When no one seems to give a damn and I don't have a clue.

I go into my upper room and ask the Lord's advise.

He tells me to abate that gloom; "Things will again be nice."

"Remember what I said", He said, "This is really neat !"

"You can remove that giant mountain

with something as small as a mustard seed."

A mustard seed's worth of faith in you, that is all you ask of me "

To lift my soul and see me through this mountain of adversity.

How ever does one quantify one's faith ? That is a good question.

It is not possible, I say; Would You have a suggestion?

Though small a mustard seed may be, I hardly can compare,

For faith to be of consequence, it simply must be there.

Lord Jesus, Thou art the creator, and 'though I am devout,

Forgive me for those times that I have been in doubt.

I am in Thy presence, that I do believe;

For of Thee, my loving Father, I asked not and yet receive.

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