Were your faith the size of a mustard seed.
You could say to this mulberry tree , be uprooted.
We do not know where all of this will lead.
And whether our faith will grow or be muted.

I was only half listening to the service recited.
The usual all too familiar words rolled by.
Then my eye caught the eye of Jesus painted.
Then I truly believed , I no longer had to ask why.

Thus just a picture behind the altar .
Turned everything round.
You don’t need prayer book or psalter.
For belief to be raised and to be sound.

I just had to look at Jesus’ last supper.
And faith cut through doubt like a knife through butter.

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Look at the picture
Jesus at the last supper
And start to believe

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See Luke 17 : 1-6