It was not that I turned my back on the Master Nor, did I fall asleep while He prayed I lost sight of him in the crowded streets of Theological Thought Making sure I stood in the right place I found myself no place near Him I tried to find Him by climbing up on high principles I could not see Him from there I tried to call Him by using all the religious words I knew I did not get the answer I was looking for I tried to reach Him by living by the doctrines of humankind I could not feel Him there Then I looked in the last place I expected to find Him Beside me Where He had been all along.
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