Summary: The Waiter

o is a plate

Full of patience,

Printed on the menu?

Yet it seems like

You only have

A mustard seed of patience

Abiding in you?

If so,

Then don't wait

Until you think you have

Enough to fill the order.

And don't wait

Until it feels like

Your faith and love

Are growing stronger.

Because it's never been about

How much the waiter

Has to have.

But rather,

It has always been about

How much his Master

Always has.

He,

Who from eternity,

Has always had

An infinite amount

And yet He often

Only gives us

Just a very small amount

To test us,

To see if we will still seek

To feed the needs

Of others first,

Even when it seems like,

There is not enough

For everyone

Who sits at every table.