Day 8
Feb 21, 2024
A chance encounter by the lake
I thought this must be some mistake
That someone wrapped in holiness
Would willingly embrace this mess
I tried to tell you, “Leave me be—
I’m not sure what you see in me.”
And yet you chose my net to fill
With all my faults you call me still
—from the hymn "You Sought Me" by Rev. Anna Strickland