The wind blows where it wishes.
And you do not know where it comes from.
I know this all too well from sailing, the wind does as it wishes.
And we don’t know really where faith comes from.

As usually I tried to question faith.
At mass today I just accepted.
I didn’t confront reason with faith.
And I believed.

Like Nicodemus today we ask.
We agonise, we question.
But what is our task.
Like Thomas to accept the clear lesson.

Faith like a feather flutters in the wind.
But we can guess who drives the wind.

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Where does faith come from
It flutters on divine wind
But where does it go

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See John 3 : 1-8