A Mustard Seed of Faith

When they came to the crowd, a man came to Jesus, knelt before him, and said, “Lord, have mercy on my son, for he is an epileptic and he suffers terribly; he often falls into the fire and often into the water. And I brought him to your disciples, but they could not cure him.” Jesus answered, “You faithless and perverse generation, how much longer must I be with you? How much longer must I put up with you? Bring him here to me.” And Jesus rebuked the demon, and it came out of him, and the boy was cured instantly. Then the disciples came to Jesus privately and said, “Why could we not cast it out?” He said to them, “Because of your little faith. For truly I tell you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.” Matthew 17:14-21 

A Mustard Seed of Faith

What I have is so little
a few fish, a few loaves
the lunch of a small child
the stuff of great miracles.

One father cries out for a cure
a woman grabs a dusty hem
a soldier who pleads for healing
the received in great abundance.

Having so little faith today
might seem a fault, a curse
yet here is the morsel of blessing
which will grow with every breath.

We cannot know the outcome
when we plant the seeds deep
so small, so fragile, easily lost
the break open and overwhelm.