Despite my crankiness, I am nourished
by manna, and today, I have happiness.
“When they measured it… the one
who gathered much did not have too much,
who gathered little did not have too little.”
Grumbling and grumpiness are expected.
Still, complaints are heard and prayers answered,
but misuse will spoil the gift and ruin the present.
We gathered together to celebrate
a life well-lived and a union well-formed,
we were manna – a wonder to behold.
Manna cannot be left, stored, or hoarded,
intended for today alone, it satisfies
my desires and arouses harmony.
Not by the book or following the script,
the sharing was eclectic and heartfelt,
the communion was revitalizing.
Beyond appreciating the gift,
it is critical to savor the moment
and to celebrate the nourishment.
The family fostered our faith,
the community nurtured their hope,
the repast gave us what we have.
Every day for everyone, always for all days,
manna meets my needs and fulfills my wants.
 Exodus 16: 18