I judge harshly,
I am critical and obstinate.
I waste time and energy,
I blame others for my failure.
There are people I try to avoid,
And tasks I try to evade.
And when I can't have my own way.
I sulk in my own little corner.
Lord, I even turn my back on You
To escape Your penetrating gaze.
Then finally I get fed up with myself.
The intolerable loneliness frightens me
And I can no longer endure me shame.
It always happens, Lord-
I keep running back to you!