God, I give you thanks for humble offerings.
I remember that Mary and Joseph brought doves,
a humble gift, to worship you in the Temple.
I thank you that you take my humble offerings.
I thank you for so many of my friends, my loved ones,
who bring their offerings week after week,
a song, a truck,
a hand passing out programs,
an ear for sound or eye for projection,
an hour, a few hours, a morning,
a swing by Starbucks,
a smile for a stranger,
and on and on.
I'm grateful, Lord,
especially as I'm reminded that ALL our offerings,
compared to your great love and grace and kindness,
are humble offerings.
Every one.
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