Friday, August 3, 2012

Considering This...

I cannot serve my Maker
With my fellow-man’s tool
To wish for his talent
Is to think like a fool
But I can serve fully
If willing I’ll be
To use for His honor
The gifts He gave me

To covet the beauty
In my neighbor’s field
Is to shirk my own duty
And portend of its yield
Servant or master
It matters not
As long as we give Him

© Janet Martin


Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!