Bread in the Springtime (Ninth Sunday After Pentecost)

And so we call to Him who gives
all things to us, our bread to eat,
who brings forth water from the stone.
We call to Him to set our eyes
not on these passing, fading things
but on those things which wait in heaven
for those who on earth here wait.

And in the springtime of the year
when the kings of earth do go
into battle with each other,
David stayed at home and looked
one evening out upon his lands
from the rooftop to survey
all that was so grandly his.

He saw a woman, beautiful,
in her courtyard, bathing to
cleanse herself the ritual way.
Who is she? he asked, amazed at her
beauty, calling for her to be brought
to him, the lord of all that he
at dusk surveyed from his rooftop.

She is the wife, his servant said,
of Uriah the Hittite who
fights for you now in the battle.

So King David lay with her
and soon she sent a word to him
that she was with child; no doubt
as to who the father was.

Failing to disguise the deed
though plying him with food and drink
and offers of nice nights at home,
he sent Uriah to the front
of the battle, there to die,
and David sent again for this
woman to be brought to him

The fool says in his heart, “There is
no God – no-one to see my faults.
There is no God who watches me
and what I do from my rooftop.”
The Lord looks down from heaven to
see if there are any who
seek Him but He can find none.

But Elisha was a faithful one
hidden with the faithful few
who stayed true to God and sought
their bread and water from His hand;
And as they ate the little they
had, there was always enough,
and there was always some more.

And Andrew found a little boy
with some barley loaves and fish.
Lord, it will not be enough,
he said, and yet there was enough
and twelve baskets more than that.
The people saw and were amazed.
Who is this man? they asked in awe.

All these look to You for food;
they wait on You for food in season.
And You give them bread when they
open up their hands to You.
The one who has a little has
enough and so the one with much
never has too much.

There once, the prophet Nathan said,
was a rich man who had many
sheep but took a poor man’s ewe.
The poor man loved the ewe as though
it was his child. The rich man took
the ewe the poor man loved though he
he had sheep of his own.

And the king, outraged, declared:
Who is he, this man who would do
such things?
The prophet Nathan said,
with tears not far from his tired eyes,
My Lord the king, you are that man.
And David wept, for God had seen
what from the rooftop he had hidden.

Now we wait, upon our knees,
before the Lord who gives all things,
all food within its season, who
sees and knows all wants and needs.
O Lord, we wait; we are in need.
Let us fix our eyes on You.

Let us long for spring in You.

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