Unconditional Love
U ntil
N eeds
C olor
O n-going
N atural
D ecisions,
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T ime
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O wn
N earsightedness
A nd
L earn
L ove
O penly
V isits
E veryone.
Even in my frustration, seeing my granddaughter doesn’t always insist that my great-grandson wear the glasses designed to correct his lazy eye problem, I must check my own vision. Am I so nearsighted that I fail to see her unconditional love? Am I so blind that I can’t recognize the fact that she’s doing her best? Am I so oblivious that I can’t observe her own struggles? Am I too judgmental to tilt the scales toward compassion? Lord, I hope not! What needs need to color my observations? What “natural decisions” need to be modified by unconditional love?
Maybe all of them. You think?
Sit down and play with those thoughts for awhile.
