Amazing God,
You offered us living water,
flowing and splashing,
Sao Pelligrino(1) in our glass;
we chose instead 55 gallon drum cisterns
warm and stale on the back porch
until they rusted through
and would no longer hold water.
You offered us finest wheat and sweet honey from the rock
(whatever that is),
buckwheat cakes and sweet syrup from the tree;
we chose instead the devices and desires of our own hearts,
Wonderbread and margarine.
As we go about the rituals and routines of our lives,
even the righteous and religious rituals and routines,
may we not miss your wild and wonderful promise
of an even wilder and more wonderful new life,
a son or a daughter
even in our later years.
(1) spelling?
