In Service

Sonnet

Of all the loving mercies we are sent,
the greatest is to find ourselves immersed
in service to another soul, content
that we received a chance to find them first.
We give our time and bodies to their pains,
assisting freely when and where we can,
relieving stresses and removing strains,
on high alert to sacrifice our plans.
And thus we labor, skies be blue or gray,
through starry nights and dawn-time robin’s song
when suddenly it dawns on us one day
that we have been the ones served all along.
  The Lord gives all his servants servants, if
  they see Him in the service that they give.

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