". . . writing a love letter to the world."
A pencil is a very anonymous sort of thing.
Some are plain, some are fancy, some are fat, some are skinny, some are even mechanical.
Those don't work for me.
But the main thing about a pencil is that it's got a job to do. It's made to get used up doing the job. No museum piece, the pencil.
Sometimes i've tried to use my pencil to stuff or hammer something in place.
Or dig something out.
Neither works well. And it doesn't do anything good for the pencil. Leaves nasty marks over the other thingie too.
So i'm not going to labor my point. The pencil has one. It works right or it doesn't.
i like hanging out with the flashy sparkly pencils. They're fun, but i prefer to be the simple blue or grey one that says the right thing at the right time. Not really noticed much, but says the right thing at the right time.
Some days i even get to be that pencil instead of the one just lying there or stabbing into the wrong place.
When i began writing this blog entry, i was convinced the quote was from Mother Theresa. In making certain of the attribution, i found i was unable to do this. It was also attributed to Corrie tenBoom and to Mrs. Jonathan Edwards.
But that's the way quotes are. One person says it, possibly several different ways at different times; another or several others learn of it, like it, take it up.
Actually i heard on the news last night that that famous Kennedy statement about "Ask not. . . " was a quote from someone at one of his schools.
Ultimately, it doesn't matter.
The pencil - or the quote - may be sparkly or plain, but the only thing that matters is that it gets the job done.