Sanctified cheek

I have a cheek, Lord,
approaching the Chief Executive
of the universe on minor matters,
and little affairs of my little life.
In one sense I would not presume
To use you,
Only hope you may see fit to use me.
Yet I need help and to whom else can I go?
You did say, in effect,
your door was always open.
So, I've taken you at your word,
aware of your greatness,
amazed by your grace,
reverent in heart,
emboldened by faith.
Pardon my cheek, Lord,
but I believe you understand.

Wesley Harris