How often are you eating
the “bread of anxious toil”
in your sandwich filled
with the meats of
guilt,
worry,
and
shame?
How often do you dress it with
the sauce
of self-doubt
and
the mustard
of
melancholy?
Today is the day to change up your order.
(“bread of anxious toil” is a phrase from Psalm 127 v.2)