Containers of Dirt
From dust I was created and to the dirt I shall return
Where the space between the piles is filled with far too much to learn.
Like, loving the unlovely or extending grace to the unkind
while maintaining the integrity of both my body and my mind.
Given charge to steward resources far beyond my grade,
with talents hanging in the balance, for which my Master paid.
But if invested wisely, and the only part I play,
“Well done my faithful servant” is what my Lord will say.
Phillip Good (From the heart of an average MK)
Remnant's Edge 
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