Saturday, January 7, 2012


Sometimes I roar about the things I should whisper about and whisper about the stuff I should roar about.

Sometimes my selfishness roars and my compassion whispers.

Sometimes my failures roar and my successes whisper.

Sometimes temptations roar and the Spirit whispers.

Sometimes I want to roar with the injustice I read about, but find myself whispering about it instead.

Sometimes I roar my opinion, when it would be much more powerful to first whisper a prayer.