My North Beach Journey

My Lord,
look what you did for me
all my years spent wandering
harboring feelings of aloneness
searching
abandoned
insecure
afraid to say no
longing for love
exhausted
pretending
quietly hoping
sinning
perfecting
expecting
crying
hiding
suppressing
reading
believing...
and you were there
waiting for me to surrender
so that you could bring me here...

exhale....
grateful
humble
speechless