Too Often

Writing poems

(Or modified prose,

As these posts

Often are)

Gives my thoughts

A chance to fly.

I’ve taken

A poem-a-day challenge

And am trying

To follow the prompts.

Today it’s “Don’t (blank), (blank).”

The following is what came to mind…

I know the Truth.



I did not discover it

On my own.


I was given a gift…


I cannot boast.

It wasn’t my doing.

And yet,

Too often

I have kept my faith

To myself.

Oh, sure,

I’d let others know

What I thought.

But they were

The people closest to me.

And too often

I would do so in

A harsh, unkind way.

Was I really sharing Truth?

I don’t think so.

Those who desperately

Needed to hear,

I neglected

And lied to.

I made excuses.

I played nice,

Pretending that was enough.

But it isn’t.

Too often

I’ve cowered behind excuses.

Though I can’t change the past,

I can go forward.

I have all I need for

Life and godliness.

May I walk in it.

May I,

From this day forward,

Declare Truth!

For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast (Ephesians 2:8-9, NIV).


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