I’m sorry I’m not very good right now,
A poor example of faith
Like that guy that needed help with his belief.
But that makes me think, who doesn’t
Need help, even to breathe,
Let alone do anything good.
And isn’t it the point
None of us are any good
On our own,
On our own cracked vessels
Leaking our mess all over the place.
So thanks for cleaning up after us
And repairing the broken parts,
For us so fragile
And easy to break.
And thanks for being persistent,
Constantly putting us back together
No matter how many times
We trip over our own feet.
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