A Lesson
My cat teaches me
the bliss
of a square of sunlight
on the floor
Christopher B. Fowler
Friends Journal, February, 2009
When Jesus came
He found me in the laundry
Sorting mounds of clothes,
And mentioned homeless families
Of His that froze.
He watched me clearing table
Discarding untouched food,
Till thoughts of starving multitudes
Muted our mood.
He heard me loathing clutter
I found no time to file,
And mentioned places clogged with waste,
Mile upon mile.
Then He showed me compassion
In manger, cross, and tomb,
Breathing my desserts of despair,
To glorious bloom.
Charles Waugaman
Friends Journal, February, 2009
2009 Friends Publishing Corporation. Reprinted with permission. To subscribe:www.FriendsJournal.org
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