Criticism seems to thrive
On always tearing something down.
It picks and tears at what is good
And seems to wear a constant frown.
How much better it would be
To train one's eye on excellence
And always choose to praise good works
With gladness and benevolence.
Encouragement will build one up,
Praise will spur another on
And may fill an empty "cup"
In times when they may feel quite wan.
Train oneself to speak of beauty.
Good words flowing heal and mend.
Every day will seem more bright
When criticism has it's end!
"Love... is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride): it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly."
I Corinthians 13:5 Amplified Bible
"I, therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you to have a walk worthy of the calling with which you were called, with all lowliness and gentleness, with longsuffering, bearing with one another in love."
Ephesians 4:1 KJV
© 2009 Arlene Schwartzkopf