Prophet of Nazareth
In Nazareth, a prophet did stand,
Rejected by his own, with familiar hands.
They knew him as a boy, a carpenter's son,
But failed to see the Son of God, the work just begun.
Criticism and correction, hard to bear,
But necessary for growth, to show we care.
Let's not react with anger and pride,
But accept and learn, and step aside.
Like Jesus, let's move on, don't look back,
Maturity and peace, on our journey's track.
For our worth isn't measured by others' sight,
We are valuable, shining with inner light.
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