When An Evening Meal Is Ready
field worker lives with so little today
faith plants a portion of seed each day
who will help water who will weed?
who will guard help grow this seed?
who will help grow this crop wheat?
who will help gather in hot sun heat?
finally when evening meal is laid out neat
who will receive invitation in fellowship eat?
poem by Terence George Craddock

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