“‘Father,
where shall I work today?’
And
my love flowed warm and free.
Then
he pointed out a tiny spot
And
said, ‘Tend that for me.’
I
answered quickly, ‘Oh no, not that!
Why,
no one would ever see,
No
matter how well my work was done.
Not
that little place for me.’
And
the word he spoke, it was not stern;
He
answered me tenderly:
‘Ah,
little one, search that heart of thine;
Art
thou working for them or for me?
‘Nazareth
was a little place,
And
so was Galilee.’”
—Meade
MacGuire
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