“In spite of everything, don’t lose your faith
in a table circumferenced with friends.”
“10 things I learned in the ’10s”
Each fallen short and welcomed.
Sin the only invitation acknowledged, forgiven.
All poor, crippled, lame, and blind.
A meal soft to the pallet, a joyful smile,
what teeth available, grateful for laughter
at apples turned into applesauce. Praise God
for sweet tea, damn sweet. Amen, the chorus,
lifting high the styrofoam cup for refills
the broken-winged angel, darkness
to light, pours from a green pitcher.
Their conversation–still waters.
No din of chanting prayers, insolent airs,
only the open palm of mercy,
all having found their way, blind,
to the least of chairs–metal, folding,
their place of honor, the Savior
breaking the soft bread, passing
the plastic bottle of flavored water,
knowing the risk of wine, then kneeling
to lift each sandaled foot,
wash it clean with a cotton cloth
dipped in a basin of water
from the deep-sink in the kitchen.
Now he stands, laying his hands
on their eyes. No one pulls away.
Each, when challenged by
the practitioners of Law,
smiles and answers, “I only know
that I was hungry, thirsty,
a stranger, naked, sick, and in prison.
I was blind and now I see.
Pull up a chair. Eat. Drink.”
* Matthew 25: 35-37
In gratitude for Lynn, John, Robert,
Maura, Olga, and all the Volunteers
at City Light Community Ministries.