Sometimes we're Jack...other times we're asses.

It's true.

For the sake of written composition amusement, I shall separate the two, because "Jackasses" really do have two sides to them. They can be ornery, stubborn, muleheaded, beasts but they can also be true-blue pals who carry our burdens and help us along the way.

Sometimes our passions and emotions are expressed well and helpfully and evenly. We can be "Jacks".

Other times those same passions and emotions come out in bursts of anger, frustration and hostility. Then we're asses.

I find it kind of amusing to watch folks being both Jacks and asses. Me included.

We usually do both quite well, I should say.

Some of us forge ahead, pulling everyone else along with us. Others stay behind, watching, contemplating, waiting and deliberating.

It's getting the Jack and the ass both going in the same direction for the same purpose, when it becomes a bit tricky.

God, would you yoke yourself to us, your Jackasses, so our burdens may be lighter and we won't get whipped so often.

Amen.