Christ Esteem

When harvest hues and autumn air

Stir my senses and mind,

I think about the years ahead

And the many behind.

I thought I knew it all back then—

Books had taught me a lot.

But after school let out, I learned

Lessons textbooks forgot.

I found I didn’t know so much—

Others knew a lot more.

And wisdom starts with humble hearts—

Wish I’d learned that before.

When silver strands increase, I pray

Wisdom will do the same.

And any good that springs from this

Brings esteem to His name.