Outside the doors of church,
Can I come in?
Is it too late?
Am I already dead?
Am I a lost cause?
Don’t just say your script,
I want to feel Jesus’ smile on me.
Lord, I need a hug,
Jesus, I need to cry in your arms.
It has been a while, since I’ve felt loved.
But I remember feeling your love.
Such joy, warmth, peace, purpose.
Is it too late?
Am I dead branch?
