Good Morning again folks. Dont forget there maybe black ice this morning. Just a reminder, back to the regular schedule. Church dinner at 6 PM for those that signed the sheet. And prayer meeting for ALL at 7 PM. Come out and be encouraged. Only listing our poem this morning. Kind of a fun read and hits the heart. Don’t Expect Applause By Ellen Bass And yet, wouldn’t it be welcome at the end of each ordinary day? The audience could be small, the theater modest. Folding chairs in a church basement would do. Just a s short earnest burst of applause that you got up that morning and, one way or another, made it through the day. You soaped up in the steaming shower, drank your Starbucks in the car, and let the guy with the Windex wipe your windshield during the long red light at Broad Street. Or maybe you were that guy, not daring to light up while you stood there because everyone’s so down on smoke these days. Or you kissed your wife as she hurried out the door, even though you were pretty sure she was meeting her lover at the Flamingo Motel, even though you wanted to grab her by a hank of her sleek hair. Maybe your son’s in jail. Your daughter’s stopped eating. And your husband’s still dead this morning, just like he was yesterday and the day before that. And yet you put on your shoes and take a walk, and when a neighbor says Good morning, you say Good morning back. Would a round of applause be amiss? Even if you weren’t good. If you yelled at your kid, poisoned the ants, drank too much and said that really stupid thing you promised yourself you wouldn’t say. Even if you don’t deserve it.
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 11:45:29 +0000
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