Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
/ ]! Q6 w% J2 J( Jhaving transformed+ \9 t3 {1 y2 K2 B
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
) _7 f7 |) c6 H |3 g, y1 |1 y9 ginto food upon which we are soon to feed, : |) j- r' @9 U, V' \# ?
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, 9 k4 W% T8 v, ~8 U' q* a
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
, |6 L2 w( ? @, Q+ cWe who came first and are ready to dine; F6 ]: t- T2 C8 D
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, . h1 z3 e0 x( |* Q2 C$ p: h
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, ) F$ B( V6 O" l5 C. K8 t2 T1 }# _
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
- d" ]% N1 E& T- r( L4 i0 hInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others $ m3 j; U( l5 a% ~7 k" F9 l4 n
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.3 L" w& ?& k; w) \8 V6 T
Now,
7 ]8 x: T" X6 X, nWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
% R5 G* c* n r5 r9 s L; K5 S1 {* G) Uthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted " W7 L5 Z- `$ x& t6 M
We thank you for people so generous and kind
) s8 {( G: Q: ]2 }and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,4 Y6 J I1 ]3 o1 X0 |
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Amen.
