Right Here

I eat the scraps my tenants give me
And enjoy their youthful presence here
They and the mortgage will outlive me
But without them I'd have died in fear
And probably homeless hopelessness

To say nothing of the starvation
Which is part of my situation
By nature and nurture ...yet unless
I am very much mistaken I
Will be eating well until I die
Nourished by their solicitousness
Well enough for me in any case

O Lord bless the ones by whom you bless
Your unworthy servant in this place
You gave my ancestors long ago
And have now entrusted unto me
I always believed but now I know:

Right here is where you want me to be

+Steven Curtis Lance



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