I don't want to miss you

Christ endured my every deepest fear

while ensuring my security, far away from the pain

He felt every rejection I've ever anticipated at the time of His Earthy dwelling

And here I am, privileged to contemplate Christ's indwelling

with the Father.

Have I ever done so well that Ian worthy?

Somehow it is a comfort when scripture says I have not

Because, then, I will never be any more deserving

than those who substitute Christ with a bottle, or a needle, or a feeling.

Hell could not contain Him - for He burns through every flame

He endures every accusation, and lays down His life for every enemy

Christ rests through every storm; knowing intimately the plight of all the many.

Jesus recovers every effort, motion, and attempt to secure His promise -

For it is finished.