I am so over church and worship and all of it. I'm just OVER it. I'm over the requirements. I'm OVER it.

Just give me Jesus.

Please, just give me Jesus. On a quilt, in the garden with a flower in my hair

And Dickinson.

I am required constantly to be in his house

And yet,

I never find his feet.

I just want to be

At your feet,

Lord.

I just want to be at your feet.