If I should find a place so perfect.
Unblemished.
Pure.
Undefiled.
How could I rest there?
Even for just a while?
Would my presence destroy
the sanctuary I craved?
Are God and I incompatible?
Is the gulf between unbridgeable?
Has he banished me from his presence?
Is my sinfulness too great?
Yet you call me,
draw me,
beckon me,
long for me to return.
Thank you Lord.
