Builders & Wreckers

I watched them tearing a building down,

A gang of men in a busy town.

With a ho-heave-ho and a lusty yell,

They swung a beam and the side wall fell.

I asked the foreman: “Are these men skilled,

And the men you’d hire if you had to build?”

He gave a laugh and said: “No indeed!

Just common labor is all I need.

I can easily wreck in a day or two

What builders have taken a year to do.”

I thought to myself as I went my way;

Am I a builder who works with care?

Which of these roles have I tried to play?

Measuring life by the rule and square,

Am I shaping my deeds to a well-made plan,

Patiently doing the best I can?

Or am I a wrecker, who walks the town,

Content with the labor of tearing down?

Let no unwholesome word proceed from your mouth, but only such a word as is good for building up according to the need of the moment, so that it will give grace to those who hear.

Ephesians 4.29