Life Is A Feast

     Perhaps it is because I was raised in such a warm and loving family, that I feel so sad when I hear about this one or that one, who is not speaking to, or is feuding with, their sister or brother, or other relative or even a long-time friend. For some it has been years since they have seen or spoken to the other and especially at this time of year I think; “What would it take to mend the fences, bury the hatchets, heal the wounds?” “What if, ONE of the parties involved set aside their “pride,”  JUST ONCE, and contacted the other person, just to say hi and express a wish for a Merry Christmas? That’s all, and if it is not received in the manner in which it was intended, well okay then, at least you’ve tried and I think you would and should, feel much better about yourself anyway, for at least attempting to be a “healer”..

     And that is what this poem is all about. Oh, and you better do it today, and do it like there’s no tomorrow… Just in case!

          Have a thoroughly therapeutic Thursday,


God's Bounty

Join together in the feast that is life




Precious and dear,

are family and friend,

and not until, they’ve vanished,

do we remember,

that life is a feast,

and now, they’ve left us famished.


But, pity more so,

the feuding ones,

who, from their lives, they’ve banished.

Let the olive’s branch,

extend now to those,

before, the permanence, of damage.


Jack Downing

Feb. 2011

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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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4 Responses to Life Is A Feast

  1. Beth Ann says:

    What a great piece today and very true. I agree—I can not imagine being estranged from family and not speaking to them!

    • I know, but yet we hear about it so often, it is incomprehensible to me, how supposedly, intelligent adults, can act so childishly at times. And how they can be so callous and hurtful to each other. Frankly, I don’t understand it and I am glad that I don’t.

      “Merry Christmas to you and all of your kin, good tidings on Christmas, and all the year in….” Beth Ann.

  2. adeeyoyo says:

    Ah, it is so true that only when something/someone is gone do we appreciate the role it/he or she filled. Excellent reminder, Jake.

    • Thank you Denise, and atthis time of year itis natural to reminisce about the old times and thepeoplenowgone. But itis the ones that are estranged thatare the saddest of all.. Especially families.. That is whyI say I’m blessed,my family is full of love, and we have a connectivity that may be separated by distance, butignites immediately upon contact of any kind. I pray that all is well with you andI would like to repeat my wishes for the merriest Christmas and the happiest New year to you andall of those that you care about.. Jake.


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