THE BRICKLAYER

The Bricklayer laid a brick on a bed of cement - then with a precise stroke of his trowel, spread another layer - and carefully laid another brick. The foundations grew visibly, and the building rose tall and strong.

I thought Lord, of that brick, buried in the darkness at the base of the building. No-one sees it, but it accomplishes its task, and the other bricks need it.

Lord, what difference whether I am on the rooftop or in the foundations of your building so long as I stand faithfully at the right place.