The following poem was forwarded by my mother no less and I thought it appropriate to share as I think the message rings true for most of us.
F A M I L Y
I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
‘Oh excuse me please’ was my reply.
He said, ‘Please excuse me too;
I wasn’t watching for you.’
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
‘Move out of the way,’ I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heartbroken.
I didn’t realize how harshly I’d spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
God’s still small voice (more…)




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