There are days

When the world seems slightly mad

Well, maybe more than
slightly mad

“Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen”, Louis Armstrong crooned…
and it is true.

We all have our own set
of troubles
in a broken world.

And are oft overwhelmed
By the troubles and sorrow we see
All around us.

And days like today
when the sky is grey
and the heart sad

It is time to make soup.

It came to me
as I began to wash
and peel
and chop.

And in the peeling
and chopping
and filling the pot

the healing begins.

God’s resources
nutrients for the body
and soul.

And as I stir
and blend

And the simmering begins
And the smells fill the house

It is sometimes in the simple doing
the being
The nourishing of our hearts

That in some small way we
can help
to heal ourselves
and to heal the earth.

Soup meant to be shared
A gift of comfort
and love.
Healing agents
in a broken world.

It is time
to make soup.

Nobody knows the trouble that I’ve seen
Nobody knows my, my sorrow
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory hall-glory hallelujah

Sometimes I’m up and sometimes I’m down
Oh yes, Lord
You know sometimes almost to the ground
Oh yes, yes, Lord

If you get there before I do
Oh, oh yes Lord
Don’t forget to tell all my friends I’m comin’ too
Whoa, oh yes, Lord.

Lyrics by Sam Cook, sung by Louis Armstrong.  Check it out on UTube.

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