Nothing

     I know about survival, when the angry seas ripped the masts and riggings from my boats and I floundered to pending doom.  I know about rage, when it devoured me and I came to an inch from being destroyed.  I know about choices, when many showed me foolish and one brought me hope.  I know about grace and love, when I could no longer lift my head and He still loved me.  I know about forgiveness, when He came and took it all away. I know about wisdom, when she speaks to me softly and I find peace in her comfort.  And in the things that I once knew, I gladly let fade away, for I now know I knew nothing and nothing wasn’t worth keeping.