Lord, forgive us when we whine 🙏

God Forgive Me When I Whine

Today, on a bus, I saw a beautiful girl with golden hair. 

I envied her; she seemed so happy, and I wished I were fair. 

Then suddenly, she rose to leave and hobbled down the aisle. 

She had one leg and used a crutch, but as she passed, she smiled. 

Oh God, forgive me when I whine. I have two legs, and the world is mine. 

I stopped to buy candy, and the boy who sold it was charming. 

I talked with him; he seemed so glad. If I were late, it wouldn’t do any harm. 

As I left, he said, “Thank you. You have been so ki, nd. 
It’s nice to talk with folks like you,” he said, “You see, I’m blind.” 

Oh, dear God, grant me grace when I complain; I have two eyes to see—the world is my domain!

Later, while walking down the street, I saw a blue-eyed child. 

He stood and watched the others play, unsure what to do next. 

I stopped momentarily and said, “Why don’t you join the others, dear?” 

He looked ahead without a word, and then I knew he couldn’t hear. 

Forgive me when I whine; I have two ears; the world is mine. 

With feet to take me where I go, with eyes to see the sunset glow, 

With ears to hear what I would know, 
Forgive me when I whine; I’m blessed indeed; the world is mine.

@peacewriter51