Soapbox Derby

Preacher

John 8:6-8
New Living Translation (NLT)

6 They were trying to trap him into saying something they could use against him, but Jesus stooped down and wrote in the dust with his finger. 7 They kept demanding an answer, so he stood up again and said, “All right, but let the one who has never sinned throw the first stone!” 8 Then he stooped down again and wrote in the dust.


Preachers, Preachers Everywhere and Not a Drop to Drink

It used to be a calling
Where they spread the gospel news
But today it seems it’s just a job
To share their personal views

And now they’re almost everywhere
Even in a boisterous mob
Where they preach a hard and vicious word
Telling folks to go and rob

Everywhere you turn it seems
There’s someone with advice
From the changing of the climate
To the climbing of oil’s price

They tell us what they think is wrong
On Twitter and Facebook
They’ll post about a thousand times
They could’ve written a whole book

And even your family’s quick to scold
About just what you went and did
Even your spouse will give you quite a lecture
About the lifting of the lid

It could be worse, I reckon
I could find myself in prison
There they’d tell me when to eat and sleep
Without a rhyme or reason

So forgive me for I climbed upon
A soapbox of my own
When you live inside a frail, glass house
You shouldn’t play with stones

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Help us today to not be so critical. Help us to have eyes and ears that are patient and kind. Help us to turn only to You for guidance, for You are truth. Thank You, Lord!

 

 

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