To Jesus—

Sometimes it seems my relatives expect me to be like my

 older brother.  They ask me why I can’t hit home runs like

he does?

My sister is always so polite and proper. People say I

Really need to be like her!

The only thing I’m good at is mowing our front lawn—not much

Success in that is there?

I’m thinking now about the man who was walking by on our

Sidewalk today.  He said I’m taking good care of the yard.

So help me to remember his complement when I don’t feel very

Successful…                           Amen.

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