Each meal a gift

Much like a breath

That is not guaranteed

I think of the sparrow

Rise up with me brothers and sisters

And fall down

Let our knees be calloused

And our hands be rough

“Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me a sinner.”

Hear us now… or rather-

Let us hear you.


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