Self inventory is always in order before criticizing some one else. This is what this poem is about.
Are the people I critique as horrible,
blind. ornery, and, like me, full of sin?
Am I so pure with self-righteousness
that I stop me from looking within?
Now there are times when I say stop
especially when viewing the cross.
Then the tears start flowing and I repent
and prayerfully thank God He paid the cost.
If I would always think before I spoke
to others who never knew His love.
I know my words I would carefully choose
because of God’s great Good News.
When I stop and look with in my
heart so dark that sin had me say.
I ask God to forgive my foul thoughts
Then He brightens up my day.
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