Homeless

  

Betty…

Incessant chattering
Everything she sees 
Is an update…
Yet she’s looking
Outside of herself
Watching 
For a need
Not missing a lick
In her neon
I see kindness
A genuine concern
Willingness to learn
Generosity unheard of
For the homeless
She brings out
The bitch in me
That stray dog
Lurking within
Hidden
Until
Goodness 
Like a bone
Threatens
The flesh
She’s grown
On me
Seeing her best
Recognizing Christ
In this
And knowing
How He
Uses us to
Sharpen one another 
Ridding our hearts
Of hesitation 
To love
And be loved
Unleashing love
Lavishing His love
On us
Because we are
Homeless
Without
Him.

❤️ Krystal Lynne