Charcoal drawing with fire flames on left and dove holding olive branch above river on right
A charcoal drawing contrasts fire flames with a peaceful dove and river scene

Smoke rises, holy and ordinary, a ribbon between earth and the altar’s hush. Hands laid on the gift, soft confession, steady trust, the portion for the priest, the portion for the Lord, and the rest, a table where the people meet.

Bring what is clean, bring what is true; let gratitude be salted into every slice. A sacrifice of thanks, a shared loaf of peace, where covenant tastes like bread and blessing tastes like wine.

Do not hide the offering in secret; let it be known that mercy feeds a household. What is given in reverence returns as grace, a circle of care, a law of love made flesh.

So may our giving be careful and our hearts consecrated, our tables open, our hands ready to serve. In smoke and song, in portion and praise, we learn the holy art of sharing God’s feast.