
Drive-Thru Church Service or “Would you like Fries with that forgiveness?”
Pull up to the window, roll down your doubt,
The menu is glowing, the Spirit spelled out.
Communion, Bread & Cup, just eighty-five cents,
Forgiveness with grace—what a bargain expense.
A prayer on the side, personal or shared,
Scripture for sixty-five, if your soul feels impaired.
A worship song special, or baptism deluxe,
With fellowship fries, for when the heart’s stuck.
Morning services sparkle from seven to ten,
Sunrise prayers served hot, with blessings again.
Devotions for ninety, reflections to go,
Full-band worship—one dollar of glow.
Need something lighter? Silent meditation,
A thirty-cent pause for soul restoration.
Or sip from the fountain: Living Water, alive,
Milk of the Word at just twenty-five.
Try a shake of the Spirit—joy, patience, or love,
Or revival brew steaming, poured fresh from above.
Sundaes of blessing, with sprinkles divine,
Faith, hope, and charity stacked in a line.
So drive thru the kingdom, no wait and no fuss,
The windows are open—God’s menu for us.

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