UNTITLED POEM

In the hand of Moses, Naught but a shepherd’s rod,
Yet it parted the Red Sea Waters
in the potent hand of God.
In the hand of stripling David, only a slingshot
and smooth round stones,
Yet in the Name of the Lord of Hosts,
Goliath was overthrown.
In the hand of a lad so little, merely two small fishes
and some bread,
But he laid them in the hands of God and a
multitude was fed.
Do the things in your hand of life seem futile?
Only the pebbles, the fish or the rod?
Behold!
There is mighty power in the hands of the Living God.