Jesus isn’t me

Jesus doesn’t roll his eyes when I start talking
He doesn’t cringe seeing my words
He doesn’t brace himself when I take a deep breath
He doesn’t avoid eye contact when I enter the room
He doesn’t leave texts unread for a specific window of time
He doesn’t avoid getting stuck in conversation
Jesus isn’t me

He isn’t afraid of being misunderstood or misinterpreted
He isn’t trying to balance being too much or not enough
He isn’t concerned about how he appears or whether he is liked
Jesus isn’t me

Jesus wants to see and be seen
To hear and be heard
To know and be known
Always