Sunday, July 22, 2007
Ripened Summer Fruit
caught in the summer months,
hot and harsh for ripe summer fruit
ripening even after picking,
turning quickly to overripe fruit
So were the people, too quick to turn
from the people of God, set apart,
to the ways of the earth, to using
others, to greed, corruption,
to spoil in the sun
rather than spreading the light.
We are luckier than these,
because we have seen the true harvest
the bounty for us. Let us be
the ripened summer fruit
reaped for the good works
to share our bounty,
our message of love
July 22, 2007 16:30
Amos 8:4-12
Jeremiah 31:31
Ezekiel 10
United Methodist Hymnal, #643, “When Love is Found”
Inspired by the sermon, “Until Hope Comes”,
by the Reverend Peter A. Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church, Concord, NH
July 22, 2007
Labels: Amos, church, Ezekiel, Faith, fruit, God, harvest, hope, Jeremiah, July, light, love, Methodist, Peter, poetry, Poetry Where You Live, Raymond A. Foss, ripe, Sermon, summer, sun, Wesley United Methodist Church
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