"Walter Landor, speaking of the difference between Shakespeare and Francis Bacon, says:

"There is as great a difference between Shakespeare and Bacon as between an American forest and a London timber-yard. In the timber-yard the materials are sawed and squared and set across; whereas in the forest we have the natural form of the tree, all its growth, all its branches, all its leaves, all the mosses that grow about it, all the birds and insects that inhabit it, now deep shadows absorbing the whole wilderness, now bright bursting glades, with exuberant grass and flowers and fruitage; now untroubled skies, now terrific thunderstorms; everywhere multiformity, everywhere immensity."

I couldn't help but think of the different kinds of Christians; some are like the London timber-yards, great attention to details, a faith squared and sawn, and set across in tight and tidy doctrines set in systematic rows. 

While others, with hearts of love, compassions that fail not, deeds that reach others with flower and fruitage, bursting glades of grace, entering in deep shadows with sufferers, everywhere an immensity of compassion and grace.