UNDERSTANDING: JUDGE YE NOT

[Eugene 1]

Thank you...for your encouragement and enjoying my poem. If I may say ... the apostle Paul was beaten, imprisoned, and stoned but still wrote..."None of these things move me." Paul's faith maintained his footing. Like wise we should be.

[otaku.poet]

It was very lovely writing. I quite enjoyed it. And believe it be, judging one may lead to judgement of another.

[Eugene 1]

Thank you for reading my poem. We should all remember that Forgiveness is a Gift. Again thank you for your comment and encouragement.

[DChristianII]

A very nice and simple twist that serves as a great reminder. Well done.

[Eugene 1]

Thank you for your enthusiastic comment. I hope others who read this poem share the same enthusiasm as you have... Thank You!!!

[Eugene 1]

Thank you for your kind words. I appreciate that you shared your thoughts with me and the encouragement goes a long way as well.

[Amiable]

This poem is deep I love it

[brittlilbit]

I love this...

[Eugene 1]

Thank You for your kind words and encouragement. we can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle. May God Bless You and Guide You're Ministry for His Will. Sorry for such a late posting.

[highcsinger]

I really enjoyed reading your poem, Eugene. My husband and I have a street front ministry church that takes care of alcoholics, drug addicts and homeless children. You are right. We really can't judge a person from the outside. God bless you.

[Eugene 1]

Every Saint has a Past...
Every Sinner has a Future


I was shocked.. confused... and bewildered
As I entered Heaven's Door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or it's decor

But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp...
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

Bob, who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, " What's the deal?"
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must' have made a mistake.

And why is everyone so quiet,
So somber... give me a clue.
Hush... child, He said,
They're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you.

... So Judge Ye Not...

By
Eugene 1 York,Pa.