Charles Gregory, Author

Not gods, not angels, nothing supernatural.

Just ordinary, pain-receptive and dying.

From the day we are born until death, we are these things.

Whay joy then is there in being human?

It is in not being god-like so that each new day bears

a new adventure to be live.

It is being able to lift each other up without ever having wings.

It is in our ability to believe in something greater than ourselves.

It is in knowing that we can make mistakes and grow from them

because we are not perfect.

It is in feeling pain so that we can realize the value of happiness

and know what it is like to hurt others.

It is in knowing that our time is limited so that we can make

the most out of each ordinary moment.

It is the joy of our human struggle.