There are little feet that follow
In my footsteps every day,
Their little voices echo
So much of what I say.
Sometimes I’m not too happy
With all the things I see,
Then I began to realize
That they’re imitating me.
My patience seems to falter
And I speak with too much haste –
‘Til I hear the Savior speaking
When I look into each face.
Oh God, please grant me wisdom
As I train each little one,
Help me set a good example
As You yourself have done.
I would not ask for riches
Or that they famous be,
But may each find Christ as Savior
And live each day for Thee.
Amen!
Painting by Jessica Zemsky
Printed from Above Rubies, September 1986.