Thinking of me I should not,
For I don’t know what I’ve got,
Till I see another one,
Same hardships faced, same race I’ve run.
Shame on thinking of myself alone
This line of thought I don’t condone.
Circumstances break my heart,
Falling, cracking, all apart.
Change needs to be – right now – had,
I scoff at myself feeling sad.
Jesus would reach out His hand,
And not let go till love was spanned.
Perspective changes like it should,
And sympathy’s all well & good,
But till you jump right alongside,
You haven’t lived, or even tried.
By someone who needs a swift kick in the pants aka me
October 1, 2015