In Appreciation of the Pastor

He marries, He buries
He’s always on call
Summer & Winter
Springtime & Fall

His wife should be pleasant
His kids well-behaved
His own cheering section
For the souls he will save

They live life on parade
As in a fishbowl
Their clothes neatly pressed
Though their shoes have worn soles

If this is how you feel
Then you mind needs to change
You need to go to your pastor
Here’s what you should say

We understand that you are
Only one man
And that you have a family
Sometimes you have plans

We don’t always show it
We don’t tell it enough, too
But we’re glad you’re our Pastor
We appreciate you.

Melissa Stokes
October 2006