What He wanted before even day number one
was a huge, happy family to love and to share.
I think God has the same need that we have for fun.
So last Thursday we sat at our table, each chair
pulled up close to fit in, fill our plates and begin.
And sometimes there was laughing and maybe we prayed
to acknowledge the blessings the year’d ushered in
without even a cent having ever been paid
for the health of our kids and the love of a friend,
nor our pets, always loyal and friendly and true--
nor an Indian summer, which signaled the end
of a season of harvest and a sky always blue.
I hope God had the pleasure of sharing your meal
and a generous helping of spiritual zeal.
