Writing down my feelings

A strange mix is stirring in my heart,Something effervescent is flipping up from deep in me,
And yet also there is an airy praise,
That floats up to my God like mist.
Like large waves of oil and  water,
These feelings collide.
Desires and reality refuse to coincide,
I abstain from blaming myself. 
What, Lord, do you have to say? 
What shall I do about this?
Your voice is muffled through the distance I've created.
All else will pass away, even lovers,
All except You. 
So why drown yourself in this world
When you can drown yourself in His love? 
Preaching to the choir when I should be preaching to myself.
Do you love the Lord, your God? Yes.
Then you should strive for Him.
He will give you the desires of your heart,
When you seek His face. 
Just wait for me...
Don't forget me...