You Are Not Me

 Don't try to be something you are not. 

Reading in the dark, won't be your potter's lot.

If you think you can be, much better than me.

Put your hands to the plow, so others might see.

Wherever you go, may you walk with the Lord.

In sickness or in health, let His love be your ward.

In haste, as you rise, be faithful and wise.

So your tree will bear fruits and not be your demise.

Let your voice blow a trumpet and let it be heard.

As the ears of the deaf, may consume every word.

You are strong in your weakness and filled by God's grace.

In tangible assets, a delight where you face.

Mighty in battle, fearless and skilled.

To rage war upon evil and take pride in the kill.

Your uniqueness will build,

a bridge, to be crossed.

To determine your passion and to seek those who are lost.

You are not me and I am not you.

Yet both of us are branches, though we are but a few.

What you can do, I might never do.

But when we unite, heaven's gates will be our cue.