Vexed Between

Is it possible?
How can it be?
More of Him and less of me.
He stands before me
With His hands stretched forth.
I see His eyes of compassion
And His heart full of love.
Yet, the world is behind
Pulling me…
With my plans,
My dreams,
My sand castles,
I’ve built with my own hands.
I am vexed between,
Which way do I go?
My heart knows the answer,
But my mind screams, “No”
The moment of truth will come…
Do I want more of Him,
Or will He get less of me.

Written 08/04