Those times when I looked up to them for love, for food and for total survival, they lovingly plastered each brick and God strengthened it.
Those times when I could only look at them as machines of discipline: of pain, they plastered hopeful bricks of the future and God approved it.
Those times when I looked upon them as creatures to be detested, they plastered those bricks with defective hands and God corrected it.
Those times I looked down on them as failures to be pitied, they patiently plastered heavy bricks and the Lord wisened it.
And for all those times I didn’t even look at them at all, they diligently plastered tearful bricks and God remembered it.
Today they looked back on God’s work and saw that it was good. The foundation of my life has been laid and God progresses it.