The Heart of the Lowly
Often I've lost my temper, given up on some around me, even broken commands
Many times I've fallen; yet he wiped the dirt from my cheeks and helped me to stand
But he's smiled upon many who have lived lives differently than instructed
Knowing how some wielding his Word will the minds of others have corrupted
My heart will always see a person for who they are; past any imperfection or choice
It is never my place to judge; for 'one day ALL in memorial tombs will hear his voice'
Do not get on a religious soapbox here;
this was to ease a frustration of my own.
Copyright © FJ Thomas | Year Posted 2016