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We sometimes feel way too vindicated when we see the failure in others... (“Now do not gloat over your brother’s day, the day of his misfortune; do not rejoice…in the day when they perish; do not speak overbearingly in the day of his distress.” Obadiah 1:12) The Warm Glow We want the warm glow, the blush of satisfaction at our enemy’s folly, we knew he would fall, knew his handicap, followed his limp down every twisted pathway. Reports floated to us on every whispered wind, innuendo twined itself round our ears and judgment escaped considerate justice till we saw his fall and knew that we knew it all along We didn’t laugh, we even randomly cried our sorrow at the scourge, the shame, the blush on our family our church our nation our sterling reputation but we still felt the warm glow when he was brought low and never wondered why the same blood that causes the blush of shame in his face causes such satisfaction in ours in Him, mark p. lamppoet@minot.com Share your poetry here This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page