In a hurry,
On his own mission
More important
Than others’ safety,
More important
Than demonstrating respect
Or courtesy for other lives,
The man with the goatee
Stared us back onto the curb
As he drove his red Suzuki
With determination through the crosswalk.
I saw in him,
In his behavior,
A glimpse of me,
Too busy,
Too hurried,
To allow God in.
Being in a hurry,
Being busy with ourselves,
Kills our hearts,
Makes us less like God.
Jim Hughes
April 5, 2006
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