December 4th – Scatter Your Crumbs

Scatter Your Crumbs
by: Alfred Crowquill

Amidst the freezing sleet and snow
The timid robin comes;
In pity drive him not away,
But scatter out your crumbs.

And leave your door upon the latch
For whatever comes;
The poorer they, more welcome give,
And scatter out your crumbs

All have to spare, none are too poor,
When want with winter comes;
The loaf is never all your own,
Then scatter out the crumbs.

Soon winter falls upon your life,
The day of reckoning comes;
Against your sins, by high decree,
Are weighed those scattered crumbs.

Published: 1889

Just as Dieter F. Uctdorf said, “Even if all we have is a handful of crumbs, we (should) gladly share them with those in need.” We all have something to give this season.

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