Take me to the secret place
where I am forever changed by your love

I often realize ( i think that can be re-written to -I often hits me) how wretched we all can be. Wretched in the sense of ungrateful, forgetful, spiteful, and oohh so starying.

Like sheep without a shepherd, we keep on straying away. I found myself praying Psalm 23. Just to remind myself that I have a Shepherd who watches over me with a staff and a rod to discipline my (un)circumcised heart.

I stand here in this place
I see the glory on Your face
…….
All I want is You