Watching My Father Pass the Sacrament Because There Weren’t Enough Deacons
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    “Watching My Father Pass the Sacrament Because There Weren’t Enough Deacons,” New Era, Aug. 1997, 24

    Watching My Father Pass the Sacrament Because There Weren’t Enough Deacons

    His hands

    are not soft.

    His face

    is not clean

    or clean shaven.

    His hair sticks to his forehead

    for the spring is still wet and mewling.

    He does not look strong

    as he gives me the bread.

    He is not powerful

    passing the water.

    But his eyes

    His eyes

    have seen a private suffering

    when the spring was still wet and

    mewling

    And I can rely on no better strength

    than that.

    Illustrated by Kim Mickelson

    Photo by Rachel Gray

    Photo by Elizabeth McPhie