Friday, April 4, 2014
not here not quite yet
This is not my office. There are many offices like this, but this one is not mine. This office leads some one through green pastures, and it is full of want. Yet without places like this, how many of us would feel useless? So many are guided along the right paths, and this has led us out of the darkness. It is not the noise in the places like this that matter, but who is reached by the work performed therein. Every person prepares a table here. They are human, they keep clean and ready, and this place is a part of them. It will follow them home, through every day of life, until the cup runs dry. Here our country is saved and defended, and there are no enemies that cannot be defeated. We will dwell in this house forever.
The photo was lifted okchick.blogspot