Master I have been too much like Martha,
Too busy to sit at your feet like Mary.
Too tied up in the busyness of being your church.
Too focused in the doing rather than the being.
Too detached from you.
Too occupied with work.
Too outward looking.
I need to change all of that.
I need to make time to just be.
To be with you.
To reconnect with you.
To hear you.
To sense you.
To let you love me.
Because I know you do.
I know your love is what you want me to feel.
I know your love is too great to ignore.
I know your love is….
No words can describe your love….
(C) Shuna Dicks