“We are called to live in this world, but not of it. In the thousands of years since our ancestors, Adam & Eve, lived, not so much has changed after all….we’re still humbled by the power our own lives have to separate us from God. And we’re still humbled by God’s willingness, even eagerness, to clothe, feed and hold us while we heal from our own self-inflicted pain.’

It's so easy for me to doubt Your love
Cast a critical eye up to heaven
In the grown-up world I'm living in
I am prey to cynicism
Read all the papers till I'm so smart
Let the news desensitize me
To the innocent beating of my heart
Trying frailly to remind me

That I am just a modern day Eve
Wearing fig leaves
In the garden that You made for me

Silly to think that I'm so tough
When a harsh word leaves me shaking
I look to this world to fill me up
And I am emptied by its taking
And all of the things I call my own
Have somehow conspired to own me
And in all of the fuss I've forgotten that
All I have is what You've loaned me

And I am naked on the inside
And I'm afraid for You to know
But Your eyes find and Your eyes see me
You huddle down to hold me
You humble Yourself to hold me close

© 2002 SCutts