These things you ask are not easy to do.
Ignoring our nature, impulses, too,
listening for your Words that are true,
forgetting our norms and following you.
When hating our enemies makes more sense
than remembering that they, too, are Yours.
Tearing down a wall, destroying a fence
feels like nothing more than pointless chores.
Or, giving a thief more than they deserve,
my entire wallet or extra cloak.
I really don’t know if I have the nerve
to act like this is real, not some big joke.
Yet, you give me your overflowing grace
and expect I do the same in this place.