"Do you remember when You lived down here where we all scrape 
To find the faith to ask for daily bread 
Did You forget about us after You had flown away? 
Well I memorized every word You said... 

Still I'm so scared, I'm holding my breath 
While You're up there just playing hard to get.

"I'm reeling from these voices that keep screaming in my ears 
All these words of shame and doubt, blame and regret 

I can't see how You're leading me unless You've led me here 
to where I'm lost enough to let myself be led... 
And so, You've been here all along I guess 
It's just Your ways and You are just plain hard to get."
~Rich Mullins, Hard To Get, 1998