The Grocery Cart

I saw a grocery cart today,
and overflowed, it was, I'd say.
It proudly wore the biggest smile -
pushed along in latest style.

Wow! Every type of food I saw -
from T-bone steaks to carrots, raw.
Until unto the checkout came -
it didn't even look the same.

Now this is what it was about -
when all the food was lifted out...
but don't we understand it still -
that God has overflowed our fill?

Unless sincere and broken are,
grace resides at farthest star.
If faith is absent, there's no grace
outside the walls of Heaven's space.

Wear humbleness and faithful be,
with fruitfulness that's as the sea -
and diligence we must maintain,
for if we're lost - life's all in vain.

And though that cart was quite a sight -
received it not, one single bite.
So don't be like that grocery cart -
that's stuffed with grace, but has no heart.

This poem was a finalist in the March 2011 poetry contest