Lord, I need you more,
more than words can say.
I need you more.
Complacency sits
comfortably in my heart,
soothing my justice cry
for others into silence.
I need you more.
I find myself
satisfied enough with
this version of reality,
to stop the spiritual struggle
that breaks open true life.
I need you more.
To wake me up,
to see the hour
is so much later
than I thought.
I need you more.
I have appointments
not to be missed.
If I do,
there could be
eternal disappointment,
that no one can remedy.
I need you more
than my self protection
will show,
or my self preservation
will admit.
I need you more.
I will never comprehend
how much.
But I say it,
and I think I mean it,
even more
than yesterday.
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