conversation with God

This past weekend was retreat. There was a time of communion, and I just was not there. The following was a conversation, drawn out much more by time, that occured right before I finally came to a place where I could commune with God...
God: Come. Commune with me.
Me: I am so unworthy. How can you call me your own?
God: Come. Commune with me.
Me: I have such little faith. I feel so very far away. I feel so very alone.
God: I am here. I am not an unmoved God. I have come so that you may have life.
Me: Is your presence supposed to be so comfortable?
God: Stay awhile with me, won't you?
Me: How is my view of you so messed up?

God: Oh it isn't that bad. I am your Father. I love you. I came for you Heather. You know all these things. Just believe them.

Me: My view of you is stale. It's boring. Change that please. I desire for adventures with you. You aren't a safe God. I'm sorry for making you one.

God: The adventure has already begun!

Me: I'm sorry for being selfish. I'm sorry for not caring. This race can be confusing sometimes.

God: I've been here the whole time.

Me: Where does all this lack of self worth from? You invite me to come meet with you - but I feel like I can't.

God: You are my child.

Me: Come meet with me. Be real.

God: I am.

Me: You are Wonderful, Mighty God and Prince of Peace. The Lion and and Lamb. I praise you because I love you. I am only beginning to know you. Let my love grow. Let my passion grow. Show me who you are.

I waited patiently for the Lord; He turned to me and heard my cry. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord. Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust. Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders you have done. The things you planned for us no one can recount to you. Sacrifice and offerings you did not desire, but my ears you have pierced. I desire to do your will, O my God. The Lord be exalted!

- Psalm 40