let me in

i don't recall feeling this:

a weight on my heart.

a burden.

where did you come from?

have you always been here?

or maybe i've only recently noticed your striking presence.

i never had this burden for anyone.

the truth of the gospel, i have known.

how i should share it, i have known.

but it's been abstract. how do i talk about it?

i have wondered.

but with you. i dream of the day

yes. i hope for the day, when i tell you

His love.

i pray it will finally all click.

i also pray the day will come --

when i see you face-to-face.

it's been so long.

and i'm scared you'll shut me out

you've done it to everyone, so why not me?

but i won't stop.

every day. i will strive to pray

in a way i do not understand.

why? because i care.

no. i love you.

why? because He loves you.

and His love flows through me.

so please, i beg you: let me in.