A Giving Thanks Poem

Thank you God,
who came to serve.
You gave me grace
I don’t deserve.

 

You see my worst
and love me most.
My life is changed;
that’s why we host.

 

A Thanksgiving feast,
that points to the manger,
with family, friends and almost strangers.

 

May the turkey and rolls, potatoes, cakes and pies
remind us all there is a choice to make.

 

Let us be fully present as we sit at the table;
let us not treat Your life as a fable.
Make us bold and clear, full of resolve not fear
to share this message with all who will hear.

 

We have a good God who came to serve;
You give us grace we don’t deserve.

 

 

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