February 21, 2020

What the Little Do 2-20-20


A teeny ant thought he was great.
He watched those other ants.
Atop a tiny blade of grass
he bragged in tiny chants.

A tiny toad thought he was best,
believing others bad.
And there he sat day after day,
atop a lillypad.

A little bird thought he was tops
above the other nine.
And chirped, he proudly, ev'ry day
perched on a twisted vine.

And then a big ol' grizzly bear
shook earth while running by.
The ant, the toad and little bird -
in fear, they thought they'd die!

So off in fear, they scattered fast.
I laughed at all of them.
Their attitudes and downright pride
were things I would condemn.

Then as I looked around me too,
my wand'ring eyes did search.
Did I see other hypocrites
inside my little church?

A teeny, tiny, little man
was sitting in my pride.
And there I stayed day after day
and could have 'til I died.

But humbled was, when Jesus knocked
at my heart's wicked door.
His nail-scarred hands reached out to me
as I dropped to the floor.

Behind my blurry, tearfilled eyes
I knew I wasn't strong.
This teeny, tiny, little man
knew I was very wrong.

The ant, the toad and little bird
had learned their lesson too.
Do not think highly of yourself.
That's what the little do.

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1 comment:

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