Door-Weighs

Set a guard over my mouth, LORD; keep watch over the door of my lips.

Psalm 141:3

this devotion from the other day...

This poem was embarrassingly easy to write😐

Ah, there is a door that opens and spills invisible ink

It reveals forums within us in the framework of a wink

Where the things that we keep hidden (by the grace of God) unheard

Can expose a world unbidden in the quick slip of a word

When Self seeks the throne of glory rather than humility

One small word can tell a story quite uncomplimentary

So if each day we would be prepared, before feet hit the floor

We ought to pray that God would set a watch upon That Door

…that he would let us weigh the motive when ‘word’ wants to spout

And help us hold back quick reaction love can live without

For the weight of our opinion before it is fit to share

Should be measured, poured and sifted through the filter of meek prayer

© Janet Martin