I Did Not Like Your Sermon

I did not like your sermon.
I squirmed and struggled through.

I could not jot a single note
Though usually I do.

I could not doodle envelopes,
Nor hold my husband's hand.

I had to listen mouth agape
To words I could not stand.

I could not nudge my neighbor,
Nor give my knowing nod,

Nor pat my little pocket
Where I keep my little god.

I did not get warm fuzzies,
Nor weepy with elation.

I did not get all riled up
With righteous indignation.

I did not like your sermon
At all because, you see,

For once I must admit out loud
THIS SERMON WAS FOR ME!


( You can tell I had 3 kids under 6 when I wrote this - I was in total Dr. Seuss mode. This is actually the original "Sitting in My Own Pew" effort, so I thought perhaps worthy of inclusion. A humorous lesson in conviction sitting in the pew under Pastor Clete Doyal from First Christian Church in Santa Maria, CA. back in 1995.)