I long for a day
when I may confess,
that I stop short when
I am too sure of myself
My voice fettered
humbled in part
My tongue hesitant
to speak too far,
too much, too much
remembering the log
heavy, uncomfortable
the log in my eye
the weight of that log
reminding me, (I hope)
that the log in my eye
is larger, larger by far
than the speck (I think I
see)
in my neighbor’s eye
how can I even be sure
that the speck is there
My vision obstructed
by the log which I know is
there
the log so familiar,
familiar pain, heavy,
the log ever present;
How can I judge them
while the log is in there
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edited June 15, 2014
the weight of my log – v2
June 14, 2014
the weight of the log
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May 15, 2014
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me sin – v3
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me sin – v2
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Calling
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Luke
7:39
Luke
7:41-47
John
4:3-10
John
4:1-42
Samaritan
Woman at the Well
“Chapter
5. Sinners, Outcasts and the Poor”
The Way: Walking in the Footsteps of Jesus
by Reverend Adam Hamilton
Stetson Memorial United Methodist Church
Patten, ME
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