We prayed
together, to the Creator,
the source of all
we have, truly,
offering “the
fruit of our labor”
as if it is ours
to give, really;
but the words
themselves were discordant
somehow not
precisely what I believe
a worthy prayer,
offering back to God;
but is there more?
Is there something else to say?
We are offering
that which we “earned”,
hmm, but what does
“to earn” mean itself?
All we have is from
God, right?
What are the
fruits of our labors truly?
When does the
fruit stop being the Lord’s
When do we earn
anything? Isn’t all of our all,
our lives, our work,
our wealth, our poverty,
our living, our
dying, all a gift of God?
Do we earn anything,
anytime?
Maybe, just maybe,
our prayer should change;
maybe we should
pray that we offer to You,
our loving Creator,
Sustainer God, a mere portion
a small measure, a
slice, a remnant (not the first fruits)
a pittance of that
which You have given us
through our works,
only,
our living out of
our working lives
through the gift
of the job, the position, the career
You have called us
to, at this time in our lives.
That we offer to
you a small part of that which
You have so
abundantly blessed us, richly.
Not the fruits of
our labor, but a piece of the harvest
of the daily bread
which You alone have provided
a bit of the
loaves, the fishes, so that we may add
to the basket from
which You bless and break
and share with the
whole world, Your ministry of love
to the ends of the
earth, and the end of this age.
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edited August 3, 2014
The Fruits of Our Labor – v2
October 12, 2008
The Fruits of Our Labor
Offertory, Prayer of Dedication
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
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