I have picked myself up and crawled back out of a pit enough times. I have felt alone and neglected and abandoned.
I have railed against the Deity and demanded answers.
I have in my moments of weakness blamed the creator for what I did unto myself.
In time I learned the Master does not need me as an apprentice. What I was learning the Master could already do. I needed what he could teach me.
The Master did not need me as a traveler.. Journeymen are many and only those who listen are worth their salt. I needed his direction.
The Master does not need me to draw a new design,, but he will let me and teach me how to make it better. I need the Masters will.
The Master lets me show my worth, lets me prove my tools, The Master hopes that I might one day join him at his table.
It is not possible that I might become a master with out the Master to teach me.
