Mustard Seed
A poem by Brooklyne Elysse
I'm the kind of girl who needs parables
I need a story with a message
Something to relate to
Give me a mustard seed
I'm the kind of girl who needs to see
The moving of mountains
My faith is weak
Give me a mustard seed
I'm the kind of girl who needs grace
The proof of God's hand moving
To believe in His miracles
Give me a mustard seed
I'm the kind of girl who tries on her own
Before coming to my knees
Take my fear, worry, anxiety
Give me a mustard seed
I'm the kind of girl who needs Jesus
But tries too hard to be worthy
When all I need is to come, as I am
To have F A I T H as a mustard seed
Matthew 17:20,21 "So Jesus said to them, "Because of your unbelief; for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you wills to this mountain, 'Move form here to there,' and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you. However, this kind does not go out except by prayer and fasting."
Faith as a mustard seed. It is my hope that this is our prayer today.
What is a way to grow our faith? Even a small amount of faith can do big things. Comment below!
Many Blessings,
Brooklyne Elysse

















