By Mack Hall
Word Count: 89
Rated: G
Summary: A poem about simple study as worship.
“…but with true prayers
That shall be up at heaven and enter there”
–Measure for Measure II.ii.151-152
A study table is an Altar too
Whereon repose not only holy books
But also hopes and prayers and coffee cups
On Wednesday evening – there in fellowship
To crown the middle of the busy week
With an hour or two of quiet discourse
And, yes, laughter, joy, and merriment
Among dear friends, our happy gifts from God –
Evil cannot veto, even with our blood
The truth: this table is an Altar too