More, more, more

The People of Mercy, gathered round their table of bounty, demanding more.

More, more, more. We need more faith.

But the Blessed One, remembered in the grain and the grape, leaped again from the tomb of scarcity to declare:

Enough, enough, enough. You have enough faith.

Faith the size of a seed—even the tiniest mustard—is sufficient. More will come when you use what you have.

Say to every blistering threat and deadly bluff:

I’m all in. No turning back.

Lead on, O Cloud of Presence, the exodus is come.

We are not lost, though wandering. The journey is our home.

©Ken Sehested @ Inspired by Luke 17:5-6 and the hymn “Lead On, O Cloud of Presence.”