Humble-be! Especially at Christmas-time!

Sweet Mercy! Lord! I Humbly Pray!

 

Once, I overlooked an orchid while searching for a rose

Temptation, path of least resistance, too easily I chose

Sought gold and silver treasure and useless foo-foo-rah bows

Why I did not hug my loved ones more? Perhaps! My Jesus knows

Again, forgive this wanton sinner, I pray His sweet mercy shows

When judgment comes my way too soon, eternity hopeful glows

 

     Reflection: I considered a cartoon in jest to poke fun at the sometimes outrageous blaspheme against my beloved English language. It was an elitist attitude, at best, degrading and unkind to others, in truth. My rationalization and self-serving justification for the thought transgression simply amounted to: I love words. That reality, in and of itself, is the poorest pondered excuse.

     The cartoon was to be a group of individual  number “3’s” standing semi-circle in front of and shielding any view of a bold printed “4-est”. The pun: You can’t see the forest (4-est) for the trees (3’s). Well! I confess that I WAS some younger then, much less PC (politically correct), Oh! Boy! Please forgive ALL my lies this day, Lord! And, apologetically, still not very creative.

     Of course, by now, you are laughing in agreement with this pathetic confession, only because you do know me. It’s okay, I often feel the same way about myself. “Good for the soul”? and  all that. Yeah! Sure! Yeah! Right? Let me be contrite about that: Yeah! Right! Sorry!

     The analogy: Truth be where ye find it! Amen! And, in reality, where you state it, and when, and how. For sure. Although the words might be mis-used, -pronounced, -spoken, -spelled, for any reason so imagined, the intent of the testimony is the witness to that truth, in fact. While I believe that humor is integral to ultimate happiness, crude and rude behavior at any other’s expense is despicable, unacceptable, inappropriate and intolerable. I beg forgiveness for my many transgressions against God and my fellow man. Of course, I am far from perfect, but that truthful excuse simply will not fly; I ought to, at least, try---harder…and, more often.

     To live that mantra I so proudly profess: Faith! Family! Freedom! Becomes such challenge that the weighted chain around my neck and is more burdensome with each heavy link of sin joined by the demon-named temptation to which I too often do capitulate. Yet, in the wisdom of Christ Jesus belief, the Way, the Light, the Truth illuminates the path---and…I, must follow.

     Prayer: My Lord! My God! Give me strength enough to do Your will. Always! If only I could but touch the pure white hem of that sacred garment, there, I shall enjoy salvation. Amen!

     Conclusion: No sinner is greater than I; He forgives me, equally, with all the rest.

Amen!