The Pharisee's Poem
Well water comes from a place unseen. Down where you are just you, whether or not your grass is green. It is where eyes do not view that truth abides, where opinions are measured lies the home of lies. As we put on a show and put on a face, We hide who we are to receive the most praise. As the wind blows the trees that are easiest to bend, we sway with the blowing of the approval of men. Can we stand to be real, or can we really stand? Look at your own heart, and look at your own hands. It is easy to be you when that’s all you have to be, so you just be you, and I’ll just be me.
Let’s let go of pride and hold onto each other. Let’s just love God and love one another. Well water comes from a place unseen. Down where you are just you, whether or not your grass is green.
When we live based on expectations and approval, who we truly are can become buried deep within us. When we hold others up on a pedestal of our own expectations—and our own arms begin to tire causing them to topple—do we blame them for being human? Let’s just love God and love people…and be ourselves. Beware the yeast of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy. (Luke 12:1) *Father, help us to never fall into the trap of hypocrisy. I don’t want to live in pretense. Because You know who I am inside and out, may the two match up to give You glory. In Jesus’ Name. Amen