I am your disciple,
Though I don’t always
Follow you.
In fact,
I sometimes head the wrong way –
Away from fellowship,
Away from you.
Disillusioned,
Because of my own lack of understanding,
I get caught up
In my own pity party.
(You have no idea what I’ve been through.)
As I dare
To tell you all about you
Your life
Your death
You point me to the Scriptures
And the Resurrection.
Please,
Stay with me.
The fellowship is sweet,
And I’d like to know you more.
(I have no idea who you really are to me.)
Time together,
Your perfect love,
My many childish questions
Answered by you,
Patient teacher.
Oh!
Savior!
There you are.
You were beside me all along.
