Fullness

An easy Sabbath walk in the lengthened light Of evening wading through a sea of wheat, Which swelled with wind, waving, rolling in flight Across the field where we gather to meet. We’ve retreated from the village's heat With One who left us hungering for more Our bellies talk, we pluck the grain and eat Rub the kernels free on this threshing floor. We feed on His words, whose grain fills, restores; Gives life to the hungry, strengthens, and stays Welcomes the outcast, throws open the door But offends the proud, sends the full away. But to us, Sit down, says, You are the blessed Who've hungered and thirsted, sought out my rest.

© Randy Edwards 2017. This sonnet is for Christ’s church. If it is helpful, please feel free to copy or reprint in church bulletins, read aloud, or repost. I only ask that an attribution be cited to myself (Randall Edwards) and this blog (backwardmutters.com). Thanks Artwork: Gustave Dore #christianity #sonnet #gospelofluke