Wretch

I went to church this morning for the first time in years. I did it because I didn't feel that talking to god by myself allowed me enough insight and involvement that I desired.

Looking around, I saw people singing loudly and powerfully. I saw whole families praising god and I cried. Why did I ignore it for so long? My journey here was so misguided. I saw a man signing the lyrics and passages to a group of deaf worshippers.

I just felt right. I will go back. My children will go.

Psalms 120:2, "Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue."


Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.