All Of You

So here we are, God. Just you and me.
All of you and all of me.
I wonder, did you plan this?
Did you know I would end up here?
I feel a bit like Job, asking why
yet never receiving an answer.
I have screamed until my voice is hoarse
and my throat parched
but still I run in circles-
running into myself at every turn.
Again I wonder: How did I get here?
Now I look for the first time beyond myself
and see a world I never knew-
a world I longed for in that secret place.
I see it through a murky window, dim and removed
yet somehow I know
that you will take me there, if I will let you.
Looking in your eyes I see myself
not as I am
but as I can be-
as You see me
and I know that your life is the life I want.
Will you take me there, Lord?
Will you open the door that I cannot?
Here we stand, just you and me.
All of you and all of me
and I know that you are enough.
That you are all.
That you are.
So I leave behind myself and all I was
as I step through the door and close it.
I am in your hands, I am at your mercy
and your mercies are new every day.

So here we are, God. Just you and me.
All of you and none of me.

Phoenix