Glory

"And the Word became flesh

and dwelt among us

and we beheld His glory,

glory as of the only begotten

from the Father

full of grace and truth."

--John 1:14

Not distant and unapproachable

but tiny fingers... toes

and that baby-fresh scent

No longer housed in a tabernacle

out of reach

but indwelling the babe

the God-man

and 

yes,

now indwelling me!

You bid me shed and surrender

the glory I horde for myself

that I may 

be blinded

by Yours

Continue Your emptying of me

that there might be a filling

to overflowing

 of Your grace and truth