When I am far from You I miss You with all my heart.
When I am far from You, there is such loneliness.
In that loneliness, I only find anger and contempt,
From which arises pride, a pride that elevates me far above the stupid world.
Pride and anger can only bring, hate and anger from those I hold in contempt.
This is my downfall, for the truth is I am the lowest of the low.
I have taken the place of honour at the wedding feast
and, humiliated, I have been moved to the least important place.
And even more determined I reach for the place of honour next time.
How far have I wandered from You, how distant have I made myself from you!
For I know you oppose the proud, I have made myself proud,
I have chosen to walk away from you.
I miss you Lord!
But, I am so happy to know that You are the Good Shepherd,
You will leave the flock to seek me out and carry me home.
You are the loving Father who will run, without dignity to welcome home the prodigal son.
Thank you wonderful Father, that you seek those who do not seek you.
Thank you that you chose me to be Your son, a son that You will hold for evermore.
Carry me home to be the Image of Your love, humility and peace,
That I may be a light to the world and not a thorn.
I miss you, my oh so loving, Lord and I am incomplete without you.
