My Ask

It’s not your grace
That I don’t trust
It’s me that makes me pause
It’s not your presence
That I doubt
But my heart and all its flaws
Could it be
That I might be
A different man today
Than the man I saw 
Just last night
One worried and afraid
I guess I could
If I believe
The words I often speak
That you are strong
And able yet
When I am frail and weak
My ask O God
Is to be filled
With hope that sets me free
To be the man
You know I am
The man I long to be