where's my stretch pants revival

there's something about

regular

church attendance

that makes you eat a lot.

maybe it's the guilt

and the nervous tension

of sidling up to God.

there's a lot

of pot luck dinners,

and

lunches, and

pancakes at breakfast

for the morning prayer

meeting before church.

a lot of sugar

and syrup.

pies and cakes. potato

salad in giant

yellow bowls.

there's

stretch pants going on.

clothes that fit like tents.

it's a feast,

a festival, a  revival,

it's praise 

the Lord and pass

the gravy and

biscuits, please.

what every happened

to fasting? redacted?