April 17–23 ❘ Troubled

Troubled

I love the rhythmic resist and yield
of knead-turn-knead,
aroma of feeding yeast
and baking bread—
promise of full bellies, happy chatter,
family gathered to table.

I wish I could hear Jesus teach
as I work and wash,
that disciples would quiet
their clattering cups and calls
to fetch and fill.

If only I knew how to be
two places at once—
to serve and satisfy
and also sit and listen,
to give myself to others
while saving a good part
for myself.

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