Perfecter

Sometimes I’ve been ungrateful, less than grace-full; I’ve sat in selfishness, stirred discontentment, and I often find I’m stuck by my own indignation.  Sometimes I’m ruled by fear of what the world can do to me; I can be petty, jealous, and childish.  I’ve tasted bitterness, held it on my tongue, rolled it round, andContinue reading “Perfecter”