A Tree and Twigs

"Why do you stare from without at the very small particle that is in your brother's eye but do not consider the beam of timber that is in your own eye?" Matthew 7:4

The lens was sharpened

for me today.

There has been a

log of magnitude

obstructing my vision.

Pride,

my enemy,

posing as my friend

has been there awhile

and grown into a tree.

I spot a bit of pride

in others,

twigs in comparison.

I am so sorry for it.

I want free of it.

I need deliverance.

Oh, God, have mercy on me.

Heal my blindness

and set me free.