“Why do you see the speck in your neighbor’s eye, but do not notice the log in your own eye?” Matthew 7:3
why is it that
even with those lenses
as thick as the bottom
of soda bottles, i still manage
to notice the tiniest shaving
stuck in my neighbor’s life,
yet
never notice those
railroad ties i drag
with me each day?
i guess
it is just easier
to point fingers
then to offer a hand,
to shout accusations
than whisper a prayer
for forgiveness,
to easily diagnose
someone else while
seeking more opinions about me.
reach out with those
callused, carpenter’s fingers
to open my eyes
so i may see with
your grace.
© 2025 Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment