How well God must like you - you don't hang out at Sin Saloon, you don't slink along Dead-End Road, you don't go to Smart-Mouth College.
Instead you thrill to God's Word, you chew on Scripture day and night.
You're a tree replanted in Eden, bearing fresh fruit every month, Never dropping a leaf, always in blossom.
You're not at all like the wicked, who are mere windblown dust -
Without defense in court, unfit company for innocent people.
God charts the road you take. The road they take is Skid Row.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved. (The Message Bible Online)