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for all food banks everywhere. Ken took the steps in pairs, Turned the handle and stepped inside. Four months had passed Since his boss had summoned him The words had seared his soul Like a poisoned arrow - Without a job, how could he Feed Mary and the kids Pay the mortgage and fire the furnace? So many unanswered calls, Applications filed for phantom posts Struggles to cover a mountain of need With a molehill of unemployment bucks. The woman at the desk greeted him, “Hi Ken. We'll have your box in a sec. There's fruit and eggs today.” Ken, fought back the lump in his throat, “Thanks, but no need, Sarah; Got a new job and brought you this.” Sarah took the check from his hand, Ken promised more would follow And left by the door he had entered - A reborn heir of Hope and Dignity
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Oct 14, 2025
Oct 14, 2025 at 4:19 PM UTC
THE CONFLUENCE OF HOPE AND CARE
for all food banks everywhere. Ken took the steps in pairs, Turned the handle and stepped inside. Four months had passed Since his boss had summoned him The words had seared his soul Like a poisoned arrow - Without a job, how could he Feed Mary and the kids Pay the mortgage and fire the furnace? So many unanswered calls, Applications filed for phantom posts Struggles to cover a mountain of need With a molehill of unemployment bucks. The woman at the desk greeted him, “Hi Ken. We'll have your box in a sec. There's fruit and eggs today.” Ken, fought back the lump in his throat, “Thanks, but no need, Sarah; Got a new job and brought you this.” Sarah took the check from his hand, Ken promised more would follow And left by the door he had entered - A reborn heir of Hope and Dignity
This poem is based on two events. One took place at St. George's Episcopal Church in Belleville IL and the other at Crossroads Ministry in Estes Park IL. Both of these wonderful services are dear to thousands!
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Oct 14, 2025
Oct 14, 2025 at 4:19 PM UTC
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