Your speculations
Your standards
Your high demands
Your duties.
Have nothing to do with me.
I do not want to be looked upon as perfection
but as a work in progress.
My father as he is yours, knows your heart.
Look at him every time you need something.
Because the flesh can does not the spirit.
I will always be weak.
Yet, look up in prayer because it is his love that shines down on us.
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