Remember when
You had to begin
With an empty toolbox
And clean hands
Remember
Feeling uncomfortable
Because your belt was stiff
And you noticed
Breaking in takes time
Remember when
You bought
Your first load of lumber
And you bought the straps
To tie it down
And they were new
And red
And you had to figure out
How they worked
And you noticed
Deftness is acquired
Not attained
Remember when
The caulking gun
Was a mystery
The air compressor
Was intimidating
And you drained it every day
And you noticed
There is no substitute
For experience
And there is no way to experience
Without first things
Breaking in takes time
And the already broken in
Should have nothing to prove
Only a smile
And a backache
And a quiet opinion
Prevailing sentiment
Aside
There is nothing inferior
In first things
But one must be unassuming
And one must always remember
Breaking in takes time
For who hath despised the day of small things? - Zechariah 4:10a
2 comments:
wow... the contractor's poem!
Remember when
you first installed
and the OS hung
And you realized
You wanted to break it in...
(btw, I liked it)
Well said Aaron. The path to wisdom and understanding has such a steep learning curve, but what an incredible view along the way for one who has the eyes to see.
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