Shaking my head.

Passing judgement

Casting stones

Handing out shame. Freely.

Levelling my gaze of disapproval,

Of borderline disgust

And disappointment

At this person

Who never seems to get it right

Who regularly sinks to the level

Of my low expectations

Whose accomplishments are easy to overlook

And whose faults are so glaringly obvious.

I’ve become a pro at all this negativity

And I know just where to land my blows

For I am well aquatinted with this person who

I relentlessly criticise and wound

In hopes that he might one day shed his


You see, I know him so well

Because this person that I

Ruthlessly condemn

Is me.

If our hearts condemn us, we know that God is greater than our hearts, and he knows everything.

1 John 3:20


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