Once there was a critic who worked hard every day,
She performed her job gladly without any pay.
Wherever she went she began with great care,
To break down another and then eagerly share.
She felt qualified on every topic she found,
Giving her judgement with a loud intense sound.
Never did she pause in mercy to think,
But quickly stepped forward raising a stink.
Many admired her ability and style,
To cut with her judgement and then wear a smile.
At the end of her days she was brought to stand forth,
And found in that moment her job held no worth.
For those before her, humbly did say,
Your work of condemning was not our God’s way.
The stones that you cast upon all that you saw,
Were cast by a hand that broke God’s law.
Did the Master not teach to love above all?
Yet you chose to condemn and ignore His great call.
In sorrow the great ones sent this critic away,
Having but little in her presence to say.
The moral of this story is to choose your work with care,
Be kind, and forgiving, gentle and fair.
For with what measure you mete, it will be measured again,
Those who loved others will become their God’s friend.
Written by Michelene Glasson
Matthew 7:1-2 "Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again."