a gentle reminder before the Day…
No Thanks Given
No “Thanks” were given.
The food spread out in festive feasting,
the people scrunched around the table…
And no word given
to the Provider of all good things.
Forgotten in the rush
of stuffing the plates full,
a bit of each and every dish.
Lives stuffed full, sated
and no time left to honor
the Creator of all life.
the dishes long soaking in the sink.
The words would not come
beyond the regret wrapped
around the heart.
And now Lord this morning,
(after I polished off the pecan pie
and drank my cup of Earl Gray tea)
I appeal to You, Savior, forgive
the ingratitude that has invaded
the fibers of all our lives.
c.Darlene Moore Berg