Open my eyes, Lord, that I may see...
My haste to say, "You are wrong,"
My hesitance to say, "I am to blame,"
My frowns when the other guy or other team wins,
My smiles when I cross the finish line first,
My twenty twenty vision at finding cracks in others' character,
My halfhearted efforts to spot any flaws in myself.
Open my ears, Lord, that I may hear...
My laughter at the expense of others,
My cries when tables turn and the joke's on me,
My whoops when something awful happens to those I don't like,
My sighs when I'm the one who is kicked in the teeth,
My shouts when I detect sin in others,
My whispers when I am confessing my own.
Open my mind, Lord, that I may know...
My hardheadedness towards those who think I'm a jerk,
My open-mindedness toward those who know I'm Mr. Right,
My recall of "place and time" when I've been wronged,
My forgetfulness of "when and how" I've hurt others,
My doubt that others have a snowball's chance of escaping hell,
My belief that I deserved heaven all along.
Open my heart, Lord, that I may feel...
My hatred of sin when others are doing the sinning,
My love of sin when it's my hand in the cookie jar,
My judgment of those whose skin or beliefs differ from mine,
My compassion toward those who are basically just like me,
My rejection of those with a smudge on their cheek,
My acceptance of myself, despite the mud on my face.
Adapted from Rick Christian's Devotion for Students, November 28th.
One week till IPPT, and 6 posts to 600. =)
My haste to say, "You are wrong,"
My hesitance to say, "I am to blame,"
My frowns when the other guy or other team wins,
My smiles when I cross the finish line first,
My twenty twenty vision at finding cracks in others' character,
My halfhearted efforts to spot any flaws in myself.
Open my ears, Lord, that I may hear...
My laughter at the expense of others,
My cries when tables turn and the joke's on me,
My whoops when something awful happens to those I don't like,
My sighs when I'm the one who is kicked in the teeth,
My shouts when I detect sin in others,
My whispers when I am confessing my own.
Open my mind, Lord, that I may know...
My hardheadedness towards those who think I'm a jerk,
My open-mindedness toward those who know I'm Mr. Right,
My recall of "place and time" when I've been wronged,
My forgetfulness of "when and how" I've hurt others,
My doubt that others have a snowball's chance of escaping hell,
My belief that I deserved heaven all along.
Open my heart, Lord, that I may feel...
My hatred of sin when others are doing the sinning,
My love of sin when it's my hand in the cookie jar,
My judgment of those whose skin or beliefs differ from mine,
My compassion toward those who are basically just like me,
My rejection of those with a smudge on their cheek,
My acceptance of myself, despite the mud on my face.
Adapted from Rick Christian's Devotion for Students, November 28th.
One week till IPPT, and 6 posts to 600. =)
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