Thursday, April 2, 2015

The Sermon of St. Ben, a Poem of Speaking Through Deeds.

The sermon of St. Ben
A Poem
This is a short freestyle poem that tells a little story and makes a nice point. I hope the message inspires us all to be like Ben.

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A Poem of Speaking Through Deeds

There is a man in our town
We just call him Ben.
He never had much school,
He was just a clerk
In a bank.
He comes to church
In an old truck full of
Top soil, sod, shovel and rake.
He brings lemon-aid and
A peanut butter sandwich.
He comes after work
Or on Saturday
When no one is there-
Then spends hours
In devotion on his knees
Pulling weeds and planting bulbs,
Putting stuff in the dirt
To make the flowers grow.
He sews seeds, trims bushes,
And prunes the shade trees.
The pastor will never preach
As beautiful a sermon
As the one spoken
Through the church garden.

(c) Adron Dozat

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