Shaela

With it we taste our food It is our main communicator. From it pours blessing, From it pours cursing. Uncontrollable, utterly deceitful, Is fire ice, is honey bitter? That with it we worship God; Only to retaliate and condemn men? Men who have been made in God’s image, And are loved by Him as we are loved. Do we sit in judgment Over the law we ourselves are subject to? Such a small thing; Yet it makes great boasts. Like the rudder of a ship, it will, be assured, Daily decide the course of your life.