Are we all so frail?

I heard a story about
Mother Theresa with a cold
being crabby with a visitor

That comforts me

In my spiritual youth
having seen You
I felt so special

And so like a worm
when I reflected
on the humongous diffrences
between You and I

Having matured
to understand a little

Greatly blessed,
I continue to be small

Subject to ecstasy
when I reach for you

And despair
over my puny efforts
to serve You

So much pain
yet no one listens

Thank you
for the support
of fellow travelers

Reminding me
that I have only to
do what I can

The work is mine

Outcomes are Yours

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About Michael Resman

I'm a retired pediatric Occupational Therapist. I now write books and serve as Clerk of the Rochester MN Monthly Meeting. I've helped helped edit WCTS and serve as the organizer for our gatherings. Since July 5th, I'm a grandpa!

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