Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
, }! T- A8 m+ Q6 y! l$ n" Rhaving transformed/ a S* `8 V9 |0 H1 F( f) B
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
7 B V4 ]( C, H/ l- |into food upon which we are soon to feed,
+ ?* E/ P* N6 _$ Ywe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
* a4 ^; u. |' w! |/ L& h. Qso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
5 I; S' v- J) R+ GWe who came first and are ready to dine& C, I- f: b$ |" H3 {3 h+ G
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, " f3 t' L4 B# E
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
# X% Q6 Z, H- Z, iwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
+ b2 y# W% ^# [! f" SInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others J) x" h$ R8 ~5 ]& i* H
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
* p0 J2 E+ O/ }Now,
( m. {/ w# T5 O5 ?( hWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted & I3 F) L9 J4 i' e
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
g2 @% s* Q5 }& ^/ lWe thank you for people so generous and kind, q( T7 w; i2 s' g
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.