How readily we bemoan our condition
Yet how lethargic we are in changing direction
*
How ardent our cries for justice
Yet how timid our esteem for the law
*
How tightly we hold to our opinions
Yet how weakly we grasp the truth
*
How easily we resent those who expect something from us
Yet how relentless are the demands we make of others
*
How eager we are to speak
Yet how loath we are to listen
*
How brash we are in our vanity
Yet how crippled we are by our insecurities
*
How carelessly we forget our blessings
Yet how meticulously we record our offense
*
How fervent we get about things we cannot change
Yet how languid we can be about the things that are ours to do
*
How reluctant we are to accept a God who would hold us accountable
Yet how easy we blame Him for the problems of the world
*
How quick we are to expect grace
Yet how grudgingly we dispense mercy
*
How voraciously we feed our appetites
Yet how famished we find our souls
*
How formidable our cynicism
Yet how fragile our hope
*
So in need of redemption
Yet so unwilling to yield
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Posted in Commentaries, Free Verse / Poetry, Social / Political, tagged cries for justice, esteem for the law, formidable cynicism, fragile hope, insecurities, our opinions, record our offense, unwilling to yield, vanity on March 26, 2013| 3 Comments »
How readily we bemoan our condition
Yet how lethargic we are in changing direction
*
How ardent our cries for justice
Yet how timid our esteem for the law
*
How tightly we hold to our opinions
Yet how weakly we grasp the truth
*
How easily we resent those who expect something from us
Yet how relentless are the demands we make of others
*
How eager we are to speak
Yet how loath we are to listen
*
How brash we are in our vanity
Yet how crippled we are by our insecurities
*
How carelessly we forget our blessings
Yet how meticulously we record our offense
*
How fervent we get about things we cannot change
Yet how languid we can be about the things that are ours to do
*
How reluctant we are to accept a God who would hold us accountable
Yet how easy we blame Him for the problems of the world
*
How quick we are to expect grace
Yet how grudgingly we dispense mercy
*
How voraciously we feed our appetites
Yet how famished we find our souls
*
How formidable our cynicism
Yet how fragile our hope
*
So in need of redemption
Yet so unwilling to yield
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