My Cup Of Bitterness

My day started with a frown. I was upset with an officemate. I won't elaborate what happened but it was related to my "pc privacy". To shake the bitterness in my heart, I surf the net and viola I found this poem written by Ruth H. Underhill.

I grasped the cup of bitterness
And proudly held it high.
I thought I'd teach a lesson
To the one who made me cry.

So disappointing was my plight,
So weak, my hurting soul;
But I held tight to bitterness
I would not let it go!

I'll hold on to this bitterness
And let it fill my mind.
My friend must know that I am hurt
So why should I be kind?

As long as I keep grasping
This bitter cup of gall,
My friend will feel so badly
And soon he'll trip and fall.

And then, in all my pittiness
I turned to God alone.
And, lo, I found that only "I"
E'er knew about my bitter stone.

My friend, he didn't feel the hurt
That left me in despair,
For he was going on in life
While I was left, just standing there.

God gently took my feeble hand
And whispered, "Just forgive...
Then pray for he who's wronged you
So you can truly live!"

I fell on knees before my God.
He washed away the bitter tears.
I felt His arms around me.
Quieting all my angry fears.

I bowed my head, and called on God
To give me sweet release.
Then handed Him my bitter cup
He handed me HIS perfect peace!

++ I pray that God would grant me patience..i mean lots of it..hehehe

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