Minimum

Can I reach Him?
Is my momentary delay
enough to hold me back?
Am I outside
His infinite sacrifice
as I stand outside
the chapel door?

Frustrated in my weakness, 
I face myself and see
my shortcomings
as though a fogged
mirror has cleared.

Sorrow sinks in - 

Yet still His hand-
scarred-
extends, asking,
"Will you try again?"

With grateful tremblings,
I grasp His hand
and pray,
raised to hope 
that I'll no longer 
settle for the
Minimum.

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