I Tell On Myself

We are in the midst of a Prophecy Conference at my church.  The last two nights the ladies have been meeting before the regular service.  The speaker for the Ladies Meeting is Mrs. Lydia Balls.  This was my first time meeting her and I will tell you it has been a delight.  Last night, she quoted a poem that really touched me and I would like to share it with you.  I have no commentary on it, as it speaks for itself.  She did not know who authored the poem.  Please read and consider!

I Tell On Myself

I tell on myself by the friends I seek,

By the very manner in which I speak,

By the way I employ my time.

By the use I make of dollar & dime.

I tell what I am by the things I wear,

By the spirit in which I burdens bear,

By the kind of things at which I laugh.

By the music I play on the phonograph.

I tell what I am by the way I walk,

By the things of which I delight to talk.

By the manner in which I bear defeat,

By so simple a thing as how I eat.

By the books I choose from the well-filled shelf:

In these ways & more, I tell on myself;

So there's really no particle of sense

In an effort to keep up false pretense.

The following verse is my prayer for daily life.  I encourage you to pray it as well.

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength, and my redeemer. Psalm 19:14