Mud Pies

I squish my fingers into the mud
and scoop up a sloppy handful
patting it into a mud pie

Smooth it out here
pinch it a bit there
add on a chunk at the top

I'm trying really hard
to make a beautiful cake
No, I don't need your help
I can do it myself

And when I'm finally done
I proudly present it
to Him.

He looks at my pathetic mud pie
the dirt under my fingernails
the mud splattered all over my clothes.

Gently, He takes my grubby hand
and leads me to a fountain
where I am washed
as white as snow

Let me help you,
He says
Stop trying so hard
just let me help you
and He does.

So I'll leave my mud pies
in the dirt
and follow Him
into the beautiful mansion