The Mirage
We are constantly shown images of perfect lives, bodies, jobs,
We are constantly shown images of perfect lives, bodies, jobs,
We are not yet loving like Jesus when we let
It is too easy for us to point out the
When we hold persons as unworthy of our love it
If God had weighed my flaws, numbered my sins, counted
It is easy to look at others and rule them
We cannot fix other people. We can love them. Love,
We are constantly shown images of perfect lives, bodies, jobs,
Impatience with the faults of others is a sure sign