These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

The Environment of Self

"It's cold for me. It's cold for all the Earth."
The cold so bites, "Life never will be good."
The frosty fingers, losing hope that's worth
a day when all is changed from this low mood.

"Somebody loves me! All of life is great!"
The child then comes, and sleep is but a wish.
The loves of wife and child are hard to state.
The old man needs a helpful meal of fish.

Productive years produce a fevered pace.
Retirement feels like four walls closing in.
"Am I still needed in the halls of grace?"
Forever we will know the Savior's Win!

If Self is all my everlasting goal,
what need have I of Christ to be made whole?

by Jay O’Toole
on February 1st, 2026