I Can’t Believe I…
“I can’t believe I said that!” An unkind word. A boisterous boast. In a moment of anger, a curse word. A tidbit of gossip. A flirtatious quip.
“I can’t believe I actually did that.” Went to a bar. Got drunk. Used drugs. Was unfaithful to my spouse. Ratted out a friend. Took the promotion a fellow worker deserved. Called in sick when I wasn’t. Told a lie.
“I can’t believe I thought that.” So filled with anger I wished him dead. So filled with unforgiveness, I wished her harm. So filled with lust, I wanted someone who belonged to another. So consumed with selfishness…. Read more...
“I can’t believe I actually did that.” Went to a bar. Got drunk. Used drugs. Was unfaithful to my spouse. Ratted out a friend. Took the promotion a fellow worker deserved. Called in sick when I wasn’t. Told a lie.
“I can’t believe I thought that.” So filled with anger I wished him dead. So filled with unforgiveness, I wished her harm. So filled with lust, I wanted someone who belonged to another. So consumed with selfishness…. Read more...

No comments:
Post a Comment