A Sestina for the Sabbath
There’s no such thing as a blessing that’s little.
Good gifts, small and great, remind me God is faithful.
I see His love, hidden in the mundane.
Even in humdrum duties, there is beauty.
Through cycles of days and life’s transience,
In joy and in sorrow, I am blessed.
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Having enough of life’s good things, I am blessed.
In the big scheme of things I am little
Yet you, Lord, provide for me in this time of transience:
Food, and the health to enjoy it, You give faithfully.
Today, again, my senses work; I behold life’s beauty.
All this gracious provision is not mundane.
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My daily duties revolve around the mundane.
As I care for my family, I am blessed.
A meal lovingly prepared is one kind of beauty.
Love shown in laundry washed, and other ways that are little.
I praise God for making me faithful
That I might love my family during this time of transience.
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Life may be meaningful, though it be transient.
Work, too, be worthwhile, though it be mundane.
In little and in much, I am called to be faithful.
In loving God, I am blessed.
My heart swells in love to Him while doing duties little,
As I clean, cook and wash, I’m aware of His beauty.
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I thank you, Lord, for Your holiness and beauty.
You are steadfast eternally; I am transient.
You are Almighty; I am little.
You are wondrous in glory; I am mundane.
By your mercy and kindness, I am blessed.
Through the years of my life, you are faithful.
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My voice rises in joyful song for your faithfulness.
One day I shall behold You in Your beauty.
Even during this earthly sojourn, I am blessed.
The sweet joys You give are not transient.
Let me not minimize Your blessings, nor call them mundane.
To see You face-to-face, I must wait a little.
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I praise You for faithful care in times of transience.
I praise You for beauty hidden in the mundane.
I am blessed by You, though I am little.
