Allow me not to shame you,
Father I have loved.
At your gracious invitation,
More so at your command
I have loved you.

All the while imperfectly,
And yet authentically
I have embraced you.

Your Word is life to me,
Without it I shall not want to live.
Without that which is you,
There is no life.

Allow that I please you,
Though my way still is fraught
With the dust of my composition.
Make me a pleasantry to yourself,
While I am yet clay.

Amen.

Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.