A poem from Wendell Berry:
Do not think me gentle
because I speak in praise
of gentleness, or elegant
because I honor the grace
that keeps this world.
I am a man as crude as any,
gross of speech, intolerant,
stubborn, angry, full
of fits and furies. That I
may have spoken well
at times, is not natrual.
A wonder is what it is.
"Every good and perfect gift is from above" James 1:17
A sobering reminder that everything and anything good in us is the result of God's grace.
