Blinded by … Fill in the Blank

Logo, Conversations with Conversion

I look and do not find you.

Sometimes, I’m not looking that hard.

Sometimes I’m blind with Self, pity, circumstances, emotion.

I weep, I anger, I focus on me;

Instead of faith, hope; Instead of You.

This time may have me blinded,

Causing me grief that you are saying my name;

I cannot find You.

I must trust. I know,

That even as I may not see, You are there.

You are Resurrected.

You are bestowing sight on my blindness.

~ Mo Watson

29 March 2016

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