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No, my dearies, beautiful Grace did not weep that day
It is a matter of weeping over grace at mealtime
Not to make a federal case out of it, but one day
Alone, did say grace, knew my veggies were divine

II
The tears began to fall: "Jesus, your amazing provision!" 
Vegetarian I was, but only cook veg in my home
I recalled islands I toured: Trinidad, Mauritius, Reunion
When it was harder to eat well, as I was not alone

III
Not bragging, but since that day I'm aware Jesus is near
Very interested in my food preferences, always proving
His title, "Jehovah Jireh" even as He took Isaac's spear
When we walk with Him, plain food becomes communion!


NOTE: In Genesis 22, Abraham is about to sacrifice his son, Isaac, to prove to God he, Abraham, is obedient & trusting in the Resurrection. When the Angel stopped the killing, a ram was substituted. High up a mount, all alone, a single male sheep? Caught & crowned by thorns? That was a Christophany, previewing Jesus' willingness to die in our place. In this chapter we find God revealing this aspect of His provisoning for His flock: YHWH Yireh

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