The End of the Line - A Poem by Erynne DeVore

Balance scale

Can you think of a time

You were the quickest at that mountain climb

If you started at the bottom of the mountain

Right after breakfast

Does the view from the top change

For someone who wasn’t the fastest?

What about when the person at the back of the line

Gets the same as you

Do you whine?

What do you think as the line leader?

Should they have been more like you, the speeder?

It is tough to work more or harder

And get the same reward

As someone who worked less or shorter

But have you ever stopped to wonder

Why that classmate of yours might be late

Or if they too, had someone for who they had to wait?

Maybe they had more to do 

or more worries to care for

Maybe it wasn’t that they didn’t work hard 

or they were just a bore

The point is

We don’t know their story

We only know ours

And we shouldn’t be so accusatory 

I wonder if you can guess

Who might know the truth of it all

Of course you’re right

It’s God who has the insight

 

God knows you and me

From first to last and large to small 

And God tells us that the first will be last

And the last will be first

Which can be hard for us to grasp

If you’re holding onto first place with a clasp

Sometimes worrying about who is in first place may not seem fair

It is not our burden to bear

God wants to care for all of us

But some of us need different things than others

And there is no need to make such a fuss

If you receive less than your sisters or brothers

It doesn’t mean those at the end of the line

Are any better than those who started at nine

It just means God will care for us all

Especially when you lose your place and fall 

~ Erynne Devore, director of Children’s Ministry