The Bad and the Good
I watched as they acted as though they were God themselves,
Proud like a peacock with their diplomas on the shelves,
Always looking down their nose at the lost, thinking they themselves held the only key,
Like the Pharisee’s of old, these are the ones who need to take a knee.
But they were so full of their selves to even have a clue,
And forgetting that they themselves would be judged just as harshly as me and you.
I guess some things time never seems to change,
Just maybe the names and faces look a little strange.
Then there are those that really seem to care,
And go to great links to help those in need and really try to share.
And these are the ones God blesses and sits aside their rewards,
As they are put to the test sometimes fairly easy but on the average their tests prove
pretty hard.
These are the ones that seek out the lonely, the needy, and the spiritually lost,
And it’s not a one time thing, it’s ongoing and they absorb the heft of the cost.
These are the shepherds, the peacemakers, that gather in the flock,
They hired on to do a job and their timecards are punched in on our Fathers clock.
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