Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, - t) f, b: A0 m- b
having transformed
7 E% ?+ N4 i1 Fsunshine and soil and water and seed,
+ j* `. \2 S; x$ R% a& [ Yinto food upon which we are soon to feed,
+ v; h5 I2 \* zwe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
6 Z. p) N+ }% G/ o3 gso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
* i5 A7 F7 Q! Y; z& ?5 XWe who came first and are ready to dine# N0 U' e; w0 q' ]9 j
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, + T1 g. [. g* M5 P
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 8 b7 e$ u2 o+ N3 u
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
7 M* G# N3 G6 A1 \: w3 F, I9 P8 yInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
3 A% h' d) J( k! c2 y) Gthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
, }* q9 X. x7 z7 B% \8 vNow,
7 `: h- N k- Q( S4 C oWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
' _9 `% P, K: K- U% @* Vthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 0 _7 ?( T! f) l1 k; u, @% a
We thank you for people so generous and kind
2 \2 l2 p ~+ t$ e$ a: i8 Band thanks for all blessings in body and mind,6 U; ]8 J, U% j: D4 S2 {
- K8 C' S9 j8 Q/ u$ N) gAmen.
