Poetry

Don’t Trip

by Danette Kettwich
04/07/07
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It sure looks uncomfortable
Is that burden hard to bear?
Being perfect all the time;
It seems a bother to wear.

Don’t trip over your halo
You’ll crash on to the ground,
The Pharisees also thought they
Were the fairest ones around.

How can you see with that
Stick stuck in your eye?
It does look so painful;
It would sure make me cry.

You point out the sins of others
But how can you even see?
When you are blinded in both eyes
With a piece of tree.

The measure that we judge others
Will be used to judge us.
Watch were we point our fingers;
It could prove to be dangerous!

When you look at your reflection;
What do you see?
Do you see worldly perfection?
Do you see a Pharisee?

We need to see the image
Of Christ in our heart.
Only He sees the inside;
We can’t hide a single part.

Is your life going no where;
Like riding a merry-go-round?
Are you running in circles?
Where is your life bound?

The horses may be pretty
But their direction is all wrong.
Wasting a lot of time
Spinning all day long.

Get off the horse;
Get off the merry-go-round.
Plant your feet firmly;
On the solid ground.

Throw out that halo;
It’s way too heavy after all.
Pull out that piece of tree,
Before you trip and fall.

Quit pointing fingers
Start looking at yourself.
It’s a long way to fall
From high upon that shelf.

The higher we place ourselves
The harder we will fall,
For we are not
The fairest ones of all!

Are we done pointing fingers
Are we ready to look within?
For God to truly use us
We need to let His growth begin!

Copyright 2007 Danette L. Kettwich