It bothers me.
Yep, I’m bothered.
I bother me.
Do you bother you?
Yes, you bother me too, just not as much as you know who.
Do we bother each other?
My selfish actions center on self.
Your selfish actions center on you.
Are we bothered?
In a perfect world, we would not bother each other.
In a perfect world, would we be alone?
In a perfect world, we would not need Jesus.
The perfect world failed, that bothers me.
We didn't bother to listen to one little command.
So, why did Jesus bother?
Why did Jesus die for bothersome you and bothersome me?
I wouldn't bother; still, He did.
Perhaps I should love bothersome you and bothersome me?
Please! Continue to bother me; really, it’s no bother.
Love it, Love it....so very true! Love you too my wonderful Son!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mom and Rashida! God knows how to even use our irritations for our good and His glory! To Jesus who sits on the throne be all the glory!
ReplyDeleteYour poems don't bother me! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Carrie Ann Tripp! They still bother me :)
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