A Perfectionist’s Prayer

God, I see you coming To love me Comfort me Challenge me

But first, give me a minute, I must clean up All these things about me That I don’t like

My home needs to be clean Before you arrive

Plus, I’m sure there are things I haven’t realized yet Or can’t see Or am denying That I should fix Before you arrive

Just to be sure That I deserve your love Your grace Your attention

Because surely you wouldn’t Want to visit me In my mess

Give me a minute While I grab my broom

Seriously, God This business about you working In my weakness Is ridiculous