SEEING YOU
Do
you suppose then, you who judge those who engage in such things and yet
do them yourself, that you will escape the judgment of God? – Romans
2:3
Seeing, I saw a man in tattered clothes looking straight at me.
My mind went blank and clutched my bag, afraid he’d snatch it from me.
But as I passed I saw a smile.
He bowed and looked and said a simple “Hi” to break the ice; it hit my pride instead.
and then I glanced to the side and saw a girl with skin so fair.
Again I thought with judgment raw, that I should run, not stare.
Her skimpy clothes it made me think
That she was paid to smile.
But I think it’s best, these righteous robes
Be thrown in burning piles.
How quick am I to judge my kind, when God was kind to me.
A simple look, a word, a stare Ignites a poisoned sea.
To this, my Lord, I ask Your grace
So I may live so pure.
That when I see another face
Your sweet love will endure. Migs Ramirez (migsramirez.seminars@gmail.com)
Reflection: Choose one line from the poem that strikes you.
Lord, let me see You in every person I see today, and love as You have loved.
St. Callistus I, pope and martyr, pray for us.
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