Blessings abide
in beginnings and endings --
in the cool of the morning
and at the end of the day --
and so we set this table
and prepare a feast
to share with those whom we love.
Inspire us --
breathe into us
your heavenly color and light,
and encourage us
to clasp another's hand
and lead them to your table;
inviting them to share in the blessings
you so graciously provide.
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2 comments:
I feel as though every day I am invited to your table with its feast set before me.
Fortunately, the feast is one of words.
Otherwise it might be fattening!
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