our reward
for
being strong (and
foolish) enough
to try living your
way?
toothless,
we can sit down
at your Table
to let those
we don't like
spoon feed us with
your grace;
cloakless,
we can walk
through the streets
of the kingdom,
warmed by your love
on the coldest days;
foot weary,
we dip them
in the cool waters
of life,
shaking them dry
and slipping them
into the
soft slippers
spun of service;
empty-pocketed,
we have simply
made room
for all those
gifts
we beg from you (which
you share without
any
hesitation)
(c) 2014 Thom M. Shuman
Thursday, February 20, 2014
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