How can I pretend to know who You are when my life is saturated in the sin of presumptuous gratitude of Your saving grace? If we really cared that much we would put away our flaws and make righteousness our number one cause. But we don’t. Because, we’re too caught up in our own moral worth and the pity of thinking we’re not as bad as the people we don’t know. And yet, I’m just another nobody caught up in the crowd like everyone else.
None are worth, God. No, not one. Is there actually any light left in this world today Father, or is it just me to think that no one can see through the fog of our own denial toward the condition of this existence and the stain that we’ve caused on You’re wonderful creation, keeping us from seeing who You are?
Depart from me, for I never knew you will be the echoed cry of Christ at the multitude are passed by with their eagerness for the fleshpots of Egypt only three days after the exodus experience and the miracles seen by the naked eye. How quickly we forget. How quickly we will regret setting aside our first true love in an attempt to be satisfied in the here and now. What a shame… what a shame.
And on that Great day, if I’m not one of the lucky few, it would still be worth it just to see You if only for a moment. Just to catch that glimpse in Your eyes of eternity as the tears drop down Your cheek for having to see me leave by staying true to Your righteous judgment of justice. Others may mock me for saying I’m a fool of faith. But let them snicker. Because, all they will ever have is the here and now.