On Not Knowing One's Place

And the light shone in darkness and
Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
About the centre of the silent Word.
-TS Eliot


When Israel was a child, I loved him,
and out of Egypt I called my son.
The more they were called,
the more they went away;
they kept burning offerings to idols.
Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk;
I took them up by their arms,
but they did not know that I healed them.
I led them with cords of kindness,
with the bands of love,
and I became to them as one who eases the yoke on their jaws,
and I bent down to them and fed them.
My people are bent on turning away from me.
-The Prophet Hosea