An apt poem in this season of preparation and waiting....
Making the House Ready for the Lord
by Mary Oliver
Dear Lord, I have swept and I have washed but
still nothing is as shining as it should be
for you. Under the sink, for example, is an
uproar of mice it -- is the season of their
many children. What shall I do? And under the
eaves
and through the walls the squirrels
have gnawed their ragged entrances -- but it is the
season
when they need shelter, so what shall I do? And
the raccoon limps into the kitchen and opens the
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5 comments:
Love this poem--warm and welcoming!
"still nothing is as shining as it should be
for you." -- what can be offered instead? Hospitality. A listening ear and open heart. Beautiful poem.
Lovely!
read this to the children over lunch...just perfect. thanks for sharing it.
Whatever we have to give, if we give it willingly and joyfully, it must be enough.
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