Why criticize how
others worship? They’re trying
and I’m imperfect.
Of course I am a/
hypocrite. I don’t do what/
I should. But I try!
A friend said she was concerned that, although she wanted to do good, she was not, and would never be, “good enough”. (See the previous poem: “Making up the Difference”.) I responded that none of us are “good enough”, but …
With Jesus’s help,/
we can all be good enough/
and rise to glory.
Or
… rise to greatness.