Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, % c$ ] P: N5 c
having transformed
: `) _% F. E$ C* @: Osunshine and soil and water and seed,
9 H3 \, M! |+ k# a9 i$ J1 m; C: q xinto food upon which we are soon to feed, 4 G, C! R Z0 Z( i+ s& F
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, ; q; w' g9 E) Q' ~/ J
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.2 j& Y3 ?, U1 I: q
We who came first and are ready to dine
+ R. T% z* D9 |7 H7 |4 @1 qthank you that we’re not still waiting in line, " c [0 y2 z" P5 f: w* v3 {9 x
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, + }8 p2 X$ r) S" g! }$ X
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
$ O. M0 I' ]- w. F' C0 jInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others ; W# h4 o& ~& c# ^
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers." q" S6 L3 _9 |6 N- |
Now,
" c7 X1 V0 a) h) QWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
5 O7 x& W( I7 g; O, j) jthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
6 G5 w9 p" T% q$ KWe thank you for people so generous and kind7 [" o8 B: p( h; m' |
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,! r( a! H; f" O. S9 O, b2 D' \
, c% q% L1 H: {, \" GAmen.