Shrove Tuesday

The tapping whisk, splashing white and powder white into the blue ceramic.
Grains of sweetness, oil slick off the metal,
gifts which together form an offering.
Batter on the griddle meets heat and is transformed.
Receive goodness.

Across the stovetop, another gift sizzles.
Salty, crunchy, meaty, turned with tongs to crispy perfection.
Our work together is an offering.
This creation of a meal – transformation of things raw and ordinary
into celebration and sustenance.
Receive this goodness.

Behold the table!
Loaded with offerings:
sticky, grainy hallowed amber to delight the tongue;
golden spread, smooth fat to grace the palate;
the labor of friendship and
guests, hands and hearts open wide.
Receive these gifts.

Note: This poem is part of my Lenten discipline, in which I attempt to cultivate space and quiet in order to hear from God and respond with poetry. 

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