Planks & Stones
He sits in ambush, in the villages, in hiding places he slays the innocent; he watches stealthily for the poor., Psalms 10:8...waging war...his mouth is like an open sore...deceit, oppression and so much more. Mischievously keeping score...of every last one of your...opinions that he deplores...scrutinizing man's moral core...judgments are nothing more...than preformed stones...publicly thrown...broadcasting the mistakes of their own. Forgetting that no theologian knows more...than the Almighty Lord. For who can contemplate...or fully understand the magnitude of God's grace...the infinite knowledge that rests on His plate? We should be thankful for the crumbs He allows us to partake. Is this a biblical competition or race...designed to deface...initiate another man's fall from grace...for righteousness sake. Pointing out a speck in the eye...when four pile...teardrops stream from the accusers eye.
Planks and Stones may break my spiritual bones...but God's words will heal me,
Mommy Dearest
I used to think words didn't hurt, but I've found out that they do if we don't reject negative ones with God's thoughts about us. Thanks for the blog Cynthia.