An always changing landscape is discipleship
Just when you think you have it all figured out
The waves come, a storm, and you doubt 
It all, in the midst you discover something new
About faith, God, what we are called to and you
Realize that even with little faith, all your imperfections
Somehow you keep growing into who you are
To be and God is in the midst, giving strength
Encouragement, or even chastising you because
It's not in our evaluation of the other in which 
We grow, but in ourselves, found wanting but willing