I have such a heart for humanity
But soon grow annoyed with every human that I meet.
I love to send my money overseas to the impoverished
But have no groceries to spare for my local food bank.
My heart breaks for the victims of natural disaster
But only judges those whose hard times are a result of personal choices.
I'd love to donate a day or two to a cause close to my heart
But cannot spare a moment or two to help my neighbor.
At Christmastime I resolve to help at the local soup kitchen
While neglecting the dirty dishes in my own.
I cry over hurts committed against me
So I solemnly commit to repay evil for evil.
I grimace at the thought of others speaking ill of me
So I toast my insecurities by spreading the latest gossip.
I invest my time in researching how to be a better parent
Only so I can correct others' negative approach.
I dutifully instruct my children to speak with kindness
While interrupting with pseudo-profanities for a reckless driver.
My heart aches for the children of broken homes
Yet feels no remorse when I speak a bitter word to my husband.
I sympathize with the weaknesses and struggles of others
And capitalize on their flaws to elevate my imagined perfection.
I stand in humbled awe before talented and intelligent people
While grumbling in discontent at my seeming lack.
I want so much a heart like Jesus
Yet continually seem to have only Adam's.
I desire more than anything a humble spirit
But only feel good when others recognize my worth.
I'm so grateful God didn't come to save the angels
But sinners like me who seemingly allow demons to reside within.
