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See me
Scraping and clawing at your word
Trying desperately to find the metaphor
Which makes sense
of my existence...
My failings,
My agonizing misses
My utter lack of character
My Self
It is here
In the middle of this crazed kerfuffle
And not in some pious white washed prayer time
You meet me
You gently take my chin
You reel my gaze back in to meet Yours
And to look
Instead
For You
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"One thing is needed..."
Luke 42:10, 12
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