Faith House

I haven’t posted a poem in a while. Then I discover that April is simultaneously Alcohol Awareness and Poetry Month?


 

Faith House

 

My faith is like a house

whose roof needs to be fixed;

the bathroom needs new grout.

I need to clean the brick

 

made black by smoke and soot

from a backyard fire youth.

And still, as an adult,

it is my sole refuge

 

from the dull sting of doubt.

The foundation may tear

but that’s what life’s about:

I work on its repair.

 


 

If your faith were a house, what kind of house would be? What shape would it be in? Let me know in the comments.

(No, I did not get the question from BadInterviewQuestions.com…the site doesn’t exist…don’t click it…you’ll feel silly)

Mondays are mundane, why not make them miraculous?

 

18 Responses to “Faith House

  • That was good! I was really taken in by the photo. I’m a big fan of barn-housed, underground, and grass on the roof. ❤❤❤❤❤ lol
    I enjoyed your poem. It made me think.

    • Thank you Google Images! The only photo I can take credit for is the main header, and I can’t take credit for it. That was taken by my beautiful wife in Salt Lake City, UT. I think it’s the Great Salt Lake in the background that gives it an other-worldly feel. Enjoy the new blog Abbie.

      • Well your beautiful wife is good!! Other-worldly is one of my favorites! 🙂

  • Very nice, Mark. Thanks for sharing your words. As always, it’s a pleasure to read. – Dan

  • elvagreen123
    1 year ago

    If my faith were a house, it would have a little mouse scampering up and down the stairs until I became aware that I had become complacent and needed to spruce up where I paid rent, thereby providing myself a fresh sense of awareness of what I know is best.

  • Robert Crisp
    1 year ago

    My faith house would kind of look like my old apartment: a little dirty, cluttered, but ultimately a refuge from the world. Man, I miss that place sometimes….

    • I hear you there Robert. I think I just miss having my own space sometimes. I agree that faith feels like a refuge from all the craziness. Always good to have Writing For Ghosts float on through. Did you check out Christian Wiman yet?

      • Robert Crisp
        1 year ago

        Oops, no. It’s now on my list for today (aside from grading papers and teaching).

  • Wonderful work, as always, Mark. How fortuitous indeed that it’s Alcohol Awareness month and Poetry month. What a way to start it off! Blessings, Paul

  • My faith house used to be a big cold brick barren scary building. But I have since moved out of that dump and I now live in a big warm Craftsman bungalow. Warm wood work all around, greens and Browns, a shady yard, comfortable, filled with the most beautiful and miraculous gifts I’ve ever been given, grace and acceptance, it’s a wonderful safe place to be… And I am profoundly grateful.

  • I don’t know how to like your post, but I really do like the message of this piece Mark – good work!

    • Thom! My fellow teacher-poet. Thanks for the ‘like!’ Yeah, I found when I overload my site with those features it breaks down. Then I realized I want to keep things as simple as I can on here.

  • For a long time, my home was dark and abandoned. Currently, it stands on solid foundation, as I decorate accordingly. I love your poetry!

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