Analysis of Limping

You come to me limping
Bur never no mind
You’ve come to know Jesus
In service so kind
You weep with folks hurting
Have been there in spades
But now you have comfort
To show what Christ made.
Quite humble, a listener
A shoulder to lean
While all around that One
Sees folks who are mean
Competing, condemning
What good can they do?
Success, in you missing?
Out the door…they’re through.
But limpers whose equity
Makes room for the lost
The infirm or slandered
Whatever the cost.
I’m thinking of Jacob
Night’s work made a Prince
The crisis of Purpose
Been kind ever since.

Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.