Monday, September 27, 2010

Soup Kitchen Jesus


We fed Jesus at the soup kitchen last night.

He was a pregnant young woman
            with a toddler in her arms.
He was a smiling old man with long white hair
            and trembling hands.

I was there with some friends from our church:
            Janet, Debbie, Louise, 
                        Joy, Tanner, Delanie,
                                    Steve, Rick, and Rich.

Ten of us served baked ziti and salad
            (and 5 gallons of milk)
                        to about 100 people
                                    at the Frederick Soup Kitchen
                                                on All Saints Street.

Most of them were polite and said thank you.

The building used to be a railway station,
            and Abe Lincoln gave a speech there once.

We baked and prepared, then served,
            and finally washed the dishes
                        and mopped the floor.
I had forgotten how much fun it was.
            I came home bone tired.

Jesus said, “…whatever you did
            for one of the least of these brothers of mine,
                        you did for me.”
                                    (Matthew 25:40)

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