My time of worship and prayer brought a deep awareness of how often I judge myself. God begin to make known to me that it is not possible to judge what I did not make, create or even understand. We fail miserably when we think we are capable to passing a verdict on ourselves and especially when we open ourselves up to others judgment. It is the deceptive grip of pride that leads us down this impossible route. Only Christ can stop this train wreck and deliver us from doubt that inevitably leads us to the detrimental consequences of judgment.  As I further contemplated this truth, these words that express my heart – came forth.     I judge myself as if I know The fabric of my creation The logic of my mind The depths of my heart The intent of my soul   In arrogance I prance In stupidity I dance On floors of fragmented glass Jagged marble toilets Forbade sought out comforts Not to be had   I judge myself as if I care Dodging the arrows of blame Quenching the fiery flames With exclusive excuses Passive conjectures of reason Trying to hide my pain   I judge myself as if I see Self educed imagination Pictures of stagnation Movies on the screen of my brain Produced by fear Edited by rejection Music by neglect A victim of myself more than others Me and I – a reject Others I elect To tell me who I am   I judge myself as I feel Like I can know what’s true Through touching and seeing Even why – through hurt – my hearts bleeding Ridiculous rationale I’m a fools fool thinking others can’t tell   I feel as if it matters Lacks power No unction A putrid fabrication of pride That doeth ride me silly Cascades of folly Minuscule it makes me Deceived deeply Drinking in vanity … on Ice   The Judge has arrived Sits high upon His bench My sin – a stench I’m trapped with this guilt Judged to the hilt Grappling for hope   Tension rising Judge is standing Condemning coming Escape Improbable Forgiveness impossible   A Whisper in my heart I do hear An Advocate next to me – did appear Redemption offered Remove my guilt Erase the shame Make things...