Little Faith

Snoqualmie Falls

How little we know of the power of God …

Thirsting, we look to the heavens, and the One we know is there.

The One who created the ocean, and set its boundaries in place;

the One who invented the roar of thunder and the crackle of lightning, and who sends both skittering madly across the sky;

the One who colors the clouds gray and fills them with moisture, and flings fat raindrops splattering to earth;

the One who forces a bubbling stream to a mountaintop surface, and sends it rushing in tiny rivulets, merging and twisting and growing until it becomes a raging river.

And to demonstrate the great depth of our faith — to prove that we believe He is there and He is able —

we lift a thimble skyward,
and ask, with trembling voice,

“Can You spare one drop?”