The beauty of life, the beauty of helping each other, especially in difficult times, find your smile when you are about to cry.
A poem by Bishop Ken Untener of Saginaw, 1979.
We plant a seed that will one day grow.
We water seeds already planted,
knowing that they hold future promise.
We lay foundations
that will need further development.
We provide yeast that produces effects
far beyond our capabilities.
We cannot do everything,
and there is a sense of liberation
in realising that.
This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well.
It may be incomplete,
but it is a beginning,
a step along the way,