Let me meet you on the mountain, Lord,Just once.You wouldn’t have to burn a whole bush.Just a few smoking branchesAnd I would surely be…your Moses.Let me meet you on the water, Lord,Just once.It wouldn’t have to be on a lake.Just on a puddle after the rainAnd I would surely be…your Peter.Let me meet you on the road, Lord,Just once.You wouldn’t have to blind me.Just a few bright lights on the way to chapelAnd I would surely be…your Paul.Let me meet you, Lord,Just once.Anywhere. Anytime.Just meeting you in the Word is so hard sometimesMust I always be…your Thomas?-Norman Shirk (1981)