In spite of us
The shadow.
Follows me everywhere. Now here, now there.
Never too far yet too close for comfort
I'd rather not see you, but I can’t hide from you
Like a light (in spite of its darkness) it reveals me
I like to see myself as this, yet it shows me as that
That which I’m not proud of, that disturbing self
That unsettles, worries, shames, reduces me
Yet humbles and fills me with love for a God
Who knows me all, and accepts me all….every which way.
Surely, this life is all going somewhere good
In spite of us.
