Why Me?
Lord, how do You put up with me?
What makes You want to guide me
All I've done is mock and denied You.
And yet, You are there, calling me back.
Why do You have so much interest in me,
when I have turned my back to You?
How can You look at this diseased body,
and reach out with Your hands to heal me?
Instead of the spirit which lifts me,
I turn to the flesh to satisfy me.
Or trade the freedom of truth,
for the bondage of the lie..
Lord, what is it, why the interest?
What do You see that can bring Your will forward
in me?
Notes: had this written down in a day. however it took me two weeks for it to see electrons. This one is a bit on the autobiographical side. which goes to show how much of a spiritual ant I am (no misspelling there)
As always, comments, criticisms, and even flames will be accepted. Thank You for reading this.