I stumble through the daily routines
Striving to make ends meet
Struggling to make the difference
I feel as if no one sees
Yet You see me
I walk down the streets in silence
The cars race on frantically
The people hurry from here to there
I feel as if no one cares
Yet You care for me
I come into the sanctuary
The music is a peaceful melody
The light from stained glass glows
I feel as if no one hears
Yet You hear me
I step into Your Holy Place
The air is thick with Your presence
The floor is worn from the tears
I feel as if no one knows
Yet You know me
You know the very depths of me
You know my rising and my falling
You hear my cries and my shout
You hear y faith and my doubt
You care for my pain and my joy
You care for my past and my tomorrow
You see my tears and my smile
You see my awe and my wonder
It was never that You didn’t see me;
it was always that I couldn’t see You.
It was never that You didn’t care for me;
it was always that I was unaware of You.
It was never that You didn’t hear me;
it was always that I couldn’t hear You.
It was never that You didn’t know me;
it was always that I had no knowledge of You.
penned 8/7/04 – MG