It seems we are content
With the things we can
Hear and see and touch
Over the life of Your Spirit.
We think of You as distant—
Someone to pray to from afar
Rather than the Unseen Real,
More Substantial Being
Standing right in front of us.
If only we could let go of
This temporary world,
Open the eyes of our heart, and
Reach for You in return.
Your glory is already here, Jesus.
If only we could truly see…

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