Mother Teresa shared truth's bitter pill with DC, thought rude:
'Come, enter… (in) , for I was hungry and you gave me food,
I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was sick; you visited me.'
She then gave the other side of Truth's Coin for all to see...
In the end we're judged by what we didn't do to the least, friend.
Yet many claim allegiance to God, loving appearances to pretend.
And 'Whatever you neglected to do unto one of the least of these;
You neglected to do to me; ' related this Pencil, her Dad to please.
This wee humble lady did what so few on earth ever quite do.
Guiding many of religion and cultures to the Love of God's Glue.
Basically not seeking to be comforted but to comfort and heal.
She exemplified Love's power in humility, exposing the unreal.
ArmourQuill Hunter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-pencil-of-god/
