This is awkward
I’m an engineer
I know.

I know facts.
I know theories.
I know how,
I know what.

But I don’t know Jesus.

I don’t know who he is
I don’t know why he does things
I know facts and theories about him
But I don’t know him.

I don’t know his mannerisms
I don’t know his dreams
I don’t know his sense of humor
I don’t know his thoughts.

This is awkward
I’m an engineer
I fix.

I fix problems.
I fix solutions.
I fix quickly,
I fix well.

But I can’t fix this.

I can’t suddenly know Jesus
I can’t fix him
I can’t fix what’s missing.

I can’t tell him to fix it for me
Because I don’t know him
And he doesn’t work for me.
This is awkward.

This is awkward,
I’m an engineer,
I have friends
Really
I think.

I know them
They know me
I think.

How do I know Jesus?
How do I talk to him?
How do I walk with him?
What do I say?
How do I say it?

Will he respond?
What will he say?
Will he want to know me?
Will he even say anything?

This is awkward.
An engineer trying to build a relationship.