Monday, February 6, 2012

Lesson - Sunday Scribblings

For this Sunday Scribblings prompt, I was compelled to look at my roots, my faith.  I learned lessons about faith as a young child, and at times struggled with what it really means to me.  I've been disappointed in people who proclaimed their Christianity, yet seemed to turn a blind eye to those who were hurting, weak, different, or just not good enough.  I've also had to acknowledge that same tendency exists in me.  I think we all look at the world through somewhat biased eyes.  Our vision is tainted by whatever our teachings have been.  I'm on a continuing journey to find who my best self is, while walking in my faith.  I hope I'm always growing into a more Godlike person, who leaves the judging to my creator.  The most important lesson for me is that I believe in an awesome, loving and forgiving God.  My hope is, I remember to treat those I meet along the way with the same love and forgiveness I desire. 

The Lesson

One thing, above all else
A lesson, never growing old
One thing to remember
No matter what else you've been told
One thing, lights every darkness
And can heal a broken heart
One thing, that lasts forever
My God, how great Thou art

© 06FEB2012 ajj

8 comments:

Country Wings in Phoenix said...

Good Morning Nita Jo Sweetie...
What a beautiful write this morning, and so true of each of us. We wouldn't be human if our visions weren't somewhat tainted by one thing or another. Your Christianity shines through your writes dear friend.

Have a glorious day. I wish you lived closer and could come for fresh lemon tea and a slice of lemon pie as well. We could sit and visit for hours. I can hear the laughter in my mind.

Many hugs and much love, Sherry

jaerose said...

A heartfelt piece..it radiates comfort and sense of 'all being well'..no matter..Jae

oldegg said...

There is something awe inspiringly beautiful in those words "My God, how great Thou art" when we sing them. They are a reminder that no matter what achievements we make everything is humbled by our unknowing.

Donna said...

Sweet post indeed Miz Nita!!
hughugs

Tarang Sinha said...

Really nice poem:) And very beautiful image above!

PlayWrite said...

beautiful poem and I really enjoyed reading about how it came to be. thanks for sharing.

zongrik said...

an art lesson maybe?

senryu of lost soldiers

Nita Jo said...

I just wanted to thank each of you for stopping by. The past three weeks have been a roller coaster for my family, so I haven't been keeping up with my blog and comment reading. I do appreciate the time you take to comment, and I love visiting each of your blogs. Thank you all!