The Shame of the Blame Game (Poem)

5 fingers, fingers often used to blame, 5 fingers to help but used in shame instead.

2 hands to care, when not careful can both be a snare.

When one fails to confess and face their sin they turn to the easiest plan they think there is, none other than the blame game. Come to think of it it’s easy to point fingers but every time we do, more fingers are pointing right back at us. I guess those who blame receives back shame.

I can imagine when one points at someone and then that someone whom they pointed at also points at someone and then that someone also points at someone, and so on and so on. It will be an endless cycle of “It’s not my fault!." A festival of pride and a depravity of humility.

Blaming someone is very destructive both to yourself and to the one you’re blaming. It can also badly affect the people around you. There’s really no point of pointing fingers, even if you’re not the culprit, you should never point those fingers of yours directly at someone.

When mistakes are done, we don’t need to run

We don’t need to point fingers like a loaded gun

Even if we’re not the one who has guilty hands

We have no right to judge though we can

Come in humility; accept the wrong you’ve done

Remember Jesus who never blames us and even calls us “son”

Bitterness and pride can destroy and kill

So put down our fingers and obey His will

Consequences may cause us pain

Better to be at peace than stand in the rain

Stop the game, don’t even try to start

Forbid compassion from you to depart.

Keep a pure and blameless heart

GLORY TO MY GOD

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