Mr Mcconnell
He speaks of what he knows
Each line expressing in flow
And it touches on what can be grown
Learning how to sharpen a tongue, to hone
Is something I’ve watched brothers fail to show
Not that it is something to hide, to stow
God’s great leaders have had that bestowed.
I though have found myself in different trenches
Struggles have frequently felt to me as benches
Little league coaches telling me I can’t hit
Elite intellectuals telling me I don’t know s**t
Taller people insisting height matters
Thin people insisting regular weight matters
I have found judgement flows freely
Not that it has ever helped in healing
Good people can say hard things, well meaning
God and time grant true mending
Of course as they are the only ones tending.
(Written in response to/inspired by Gordon McConnell- Just Be What I Am)
Copyright © Jonathan J. | Year Posted 2021
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