Humility

Does an ‘act’ that gets praised by a stranger reveal an act’s worth Or reflect more the generous heart that observes? To feel love’s Sure a gift, a response I return, no receiver can earn. All the good man perceives, a brave witness ‘Love’ lives in all hearts, Its expression’s no accident, roles that we play are bit parts. We are actors, in touch with Bard’s beautiful lines that we clutch At like straws, though we all sink and rise in life’s play. And the dove That returns to the ark of our being, Bard’s gift (and God’s mirth?) Am I brave to embrace the worst parts of myself (like the best), And to love each ‘mistake’ that has helped me to grow? Can I touch ‘Like a wife’ my life’s pain, trust to feel joy, all sadness is gain (That our God must feel too if He’s Love?) Must Creation reflect Who God is (the ‘I AM?’) and if not, then why not? Is respect Owed? God ‘needs’ to demand one prove Love? A dad sacrifice son! Owed a God who creates ‘in own image’ but feints in the clutch To let ‘man’ feel pain too (his God feels)? By pain’s ‘gift,’ are we blessed? Can you dare to presume that you understand God, that His Word In the Bible’s a ‘Truth’ you can deal out to others as if (Are you God?), ‘our thought’ win true God’s nuance? Man’s ego ‘IS SIN!’ Your soul fries at the moment you step in-between me and God! God’s relationship’s intimate, never a mob scene! Sound odd? My faith’s ‘Colored’ to you? Might that mean God uniquely loves too! ‘Faith in God’ is not one size fits all. You’re NOT God; faith’s His riff! Don’t compare yours to others, and Trust Him, else prove faith’s absurd! Did Christ die for your sin or to show you God’s Love that was there All along? “Greater love has no man’ than he lay down his life,” But God’s Grace, (if God’s Heart can save man, it’s been there from the start), Did not need Christ to Die! Ten commandments in truth more a ‘joke’ Meant to help us be humble? Does God by Christ’s death then provoke The thought ego’s a ‘pipe dream,’ that service to others supreme If we’d please Him? Let ‘Cross’ be my pride; the Church blush to be wife, For Groom’s blood is the dowry He paid. Pray, “God’s real!” Does He care? Brian Johnston 14th of August in 2019