FOR THOSE WHO WATCH THE COOKIE

Here is the second of two peoms inspired from last weeks Maundy Thursday vigil at oour local church.

For those not in the know, Maundy Thursday is the night before Good Friday. We celebrate the first Last Supper not only with communion but also ritual foot washing (it's not as icky as it sounds, but yes those are feet!).
The vigil which follows commenorates the moving of Christ and the apostles to the garden, where  while Christ prayed the apostles all famously fell asleep.
During the Mass a special loaf is consecrated, and then set on an altar in the choir room. Ours really did look like a 5 inch oatmeal cookie, and our Rector tells us that in seminary they fondly termed this ritual "watching the cookie."
At the vigil we each take a hour or so to "stay up", but this bothered me. If the apostles fell asleep, yet we stay awake all night, do we think we're better than the apostles?
Oh, and I had fun breaking up the meter with this one. The 2nd and 4th lines of most stanzas are that way on purpose, to break you out of the normal "poetry" meter and make you speak like a normal human. And the interjections are just Holy Anger!

FOR THOSE WHO WATCH THE COOKIE


I think I shall sleep well this night
For I was never chose as an apostle
Without ordainment I'm alright
I've no fear that Our Lord should soon turn hostile

 AWAKE AND PRAY!

We washed our feet on Thursday night
Our sacred blessed tithing
The breads been blessed, placed on a plate
And candles light our vigil night, all night, we muddle in the choir room

ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING?

I think I shall sleep well this night
I just don't know what is it that I should fear
For I with pink and rosey feet
am clean by all the work He came to do here

THE HOUR HAS COME!

I think I shall sleep well this night
For while you're ever in my prayer
There is one thing of which I care
...to be.. awake.. at your.. arising