A challenge and a gift
God, I admit I’m a bit uncomfortable. It’s one thing having the reassuring, ‘I am always with you’,
but knowing my thoughts and my words before I speak them?
If I’m honest, that makes me a bit uncomfortable.
My thoughts are not always what they should be.
My words are not always up to my standards, let alone yours.
Sometimes I feel like hiding, drawing darkness around me to conceal my imperfections.
But still you seek me, you draw me from my hiding place and gently remove my disguise.
You see me. You see me and you know me. And that’s scary – but it’s good!