Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, . U- Y- w+ I! Y
having transformed
?3 }$ i8 z7 ~- q: @sunshine and soil and water and seed,1 \+ e# E) h& `8 L1 e7 |$ u9 x
into food upon which we are soon to feed, 1 Q" Y* Y8 b: k* s# M9 b: l
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
1 Y: V1 E0 r8 h9 k2 I# ]# b. o) |1 xso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.! ] M3 y5 T4 Y! |
We who came first and are ready to dine' ]& i) {7 R: K4 C$ _. e9 |1 [
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
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we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
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the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.8 u7 r6 H5 L T4 x6 E* z+ d
Now,
/ v/ h8 J9 p0 a4 ~We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted - _) v1 w- T/ P& Z
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted & j; x3 N ]4 l: j! D0 i1 X z
We thank you for people so generous and kind
) b; m7 `8 {; J! q' \' x+ P: J: tand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,/ K( P4 v7 i0 a, T9 D) K
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Amen.