When our confidence is shaken
in beliefs we thought secure,
When the spirit in its sickness
seeks but cannot find a cure,
God is active in the tensions
of a faith not yet mature.
Solar systems, void of meaning,
freeze the spirit into stone;
always our researches lead us
to the ultimate unknown.
Faith must die, or come full circle
to its source in God alone.
In the discipline of praying,
when it's hardest to believe,
in the drudgery of caring,
when it's not enough to grieve;
faith, maturing, learns acceptance
of the insights we receive.
God is love, and thus redeems us
in the Christ we crucify;
this is God's eternal answer
to the world's eternal "why?"
May we in this faith maturing
be content to live and die.
