The Doorway

Sitting here staring

at my freshly empty plate,

I begin to contemplate

all the good things I've been given.

Why just the other day,

I saw a boy

Who didn't even have a toy

with which to play.

Even the clothes he had on

were almost gone:

Ragged Jeans, and a shredded t-shirt.

Why, the look in his eyes, even

revealed a deep, deep hurt.

Why?  Why?  Why didn't I even try

to offer to share some of my blessings?

I could have been the doorway

through which Jesus wanted to walk

into his needy life.

Sitting here staring

at my freshly empty plate,

I begin to contemplate

my own selfish sin.

I could have been the doorway

through which Jesus wanted to walk.


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