
The more you share your meal, its taste will surely grow, And as we share our pain, it transforms in grace, Healing hearts, soothing souls, in this sacred space. Blessings overflow, notes fill the air, Love’s symphony, beyond compare. Connections bloom, like flowers in spring, Gloom disperses, as harmonies sing. In this embrace, find solace…

I have no cup to drink from No ancestral house to return to Please let my portion come from You And my fill be Your word Here to there I go searching When what I seek has always been here with me The heavens and earth and all in between Yet my secure place is…