Father, Where Shall I Work Today? by Meade McGuire

Father, Where Shall I Work Today?

Father, where shall I work today?
And my love flowed warm and free.
Then He pointed out a tiny spot
And said, “Tend that for me.”

I answered quickly, “Oh no; not that!
Why, no one would ever see,
No matter how well my work was done;
Not that little place for me.”

And the word He spoke, it was not stern;
He answered me tenderly:
“Ah, little one, search that heart of thine.
Art thou working for them or for me?

Nazareth was a little place,
And so was Galilee.”
--Meade McGuire