Have Faith. What Else Do We Have?

For some time now I've been trying to get back to the keyboard to write my blog posts.

How faithful I was in the beginning.

Why do I blog?  I like to write.  I write to inform, inspire, educate, motivate, maybe even comfort as I share stories and words.

But for days now I find I have no words.  I find I lack the faith to find the words.

I am reminded of David Whyte's poem entitled Faith.  It's only a few lines long but when Whyte reads or recites it he keeps repeating a line like a refrain or a chorus.  To me the style of telling the poem adds to its depth.

Here it is:

Faith

I want to write about faith,
     about the way the moon rises
        over cold snow, night after night,

faithful even as it fades from fullness,
     slowly becoming that last curving and impossible
          sliver of light before the final darkness.

But I have no faith myself
      I refuse it even the smallest entry.

Let this then, my small poem,
     like a new moon, slender and barely open,
          be the first prayer that opens me to faith.

  -- David Whyte
      from Where Many Rivers Meet
     ©2007 Many Rivers Press

Now, click here to listen to the poet.

I am reminded: Have faith.