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Dorcas, laying on the bed, still
rising at his call, his urging
Walking again, to live again,
her ministry to fulfill
She was poor, a widow;
but she was rich, in her living
using her hands, bits of cloth
her needle, her thread
to see those who needed her gifts
acting on her faith
meeting their needs
Though she was poor,
she gave richly

October 11, 2008
Matthew 25:31-40
Acts 9:36-43 and sermon,
“The Story of the First Christian”,
by Reverend Huntley Halvorson,
and told by Elaine Halvorson,
as Dorcas, in her own words,
Suncook United Methodist Church
October 15, 2008
Blog Action Day, poverty

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