Many years spent knowing Christ,
In my head, but not in my heart.
I knew all the right things to say,
Always being able to look the part.
Every time the church was open,
I was there, in my same old place.
There I was, up in the choir,
Singing, with a smile on my face.
I always knew that there was a void,
Deep in the core of my soul.
An emptiness that I longed to fill,
Something to make me feel whole.
I knew what it was that, I needed,
But, pride kept me from it day after day.
I am the daughter of preacher,
“Surely I am a Christian”, I would say.”
One night as the old song was sung,
I humbled myself and began to pray.
At that moment I received what I needed,
After eighteen years of being astray.
04/21/04