Here is a poem that reflects on the profound and essential truth that without faith, we cannot please God.
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The Currency of Heaven
All offerings laid upon the altar, cold, A tale of duty,or of glory told, Are but fine dust,a clanging, hollow sound, If on the rock of faith they are not found.
For what can please the One who spun the air? Who measures galaxies with utmost care? Not perfect deeds from an uncertain heart, But trust that knows He’ll finish what He start.
Without this faith, we cannot please You, God. It is the ground on which the righteous trod. The hand that takes the gift Your grace imparts, The lens of certainty for wandering hearts.
It is the substance of the hope we hold, More precious than a thousand tons of gold. The evidence of things not seen with eyes, That anchors souls and makes the weary wise.
So let my life be not a striving plea, But rooted,grounded, and alive in Thee. Each breath a trust,each step a surety, A life of faith,a pleasing offering.
For You are worthy of all trust we give, In You alone,our believing spirits live. So take my doubt,and on Your promise, build— A life by faith,and thereby, pleased and filled.
Amen.
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The Scripture Behind the Poem:
This poem is built upon the foundational verse from Hebrews, which itself echoes the ancient story of Enoch's pleasing walk with God.
"And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him." — Hebrews 11:6 (NIV)
"By faith Enoch was taken from this life, so that he did not experience death: 'He could not be found, because God had taken him away.' For before he was taken, he was commended as one who pleased God." — Hebrews 11:5 (NIV)
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