My Father if it is possible let this cup pass me by.
Nevertheless, let it be as You not I, would have it.
I heard this admission, an eternal yet all too human sigh.
And in my doubting heart a lamp was lit.

Would a God have stooped so low
To self doubt even for a moment?
His very human anguish on show.
His courage to persist despite his torment.

But is this not the demanding point.
He was truly human.
To doubt and fear is our fate, our will is so faint.
If only he was a God would he be our guiding lumen.

And For me too in that brief moment was doubt relieved.
I saw and believed.