Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
9 l+ `( g( r: p; Q9 Z( r3 U* [having transformed
3 {" e3 }5 t( X6 |8 w$ [4 w; {sunshine and soil and water and seed,
* r8 [5 D. ^' o: Einto food upon which we are soon to feed, 9 v: H* @- G) {& }; C
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, 1 e/ ^1 p- o7 g
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
2 g) \" V3 `5 m1 y0 z; HWe who came first and are ready to dine
+ `# d3 v8 d3 \* E/ X4 q7 gthank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
4 }4 _$ G+ _* G- x7 X; ?9 N2 T8 @but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
3 L. [0 i" u( Cwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.5 x+ ?, x6 H6 D1 A- T$ Z
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
. F5 _7 J" }2 W" k9 Pthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.: G! k) m; U8 t5 C5 w! D0 R
Now,- E- e- z# P' i$ @5 ]
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted ( \* L4 C1 e" z
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted ! n; B4 b6 ]; n7 ^" e; J! l
We thank you for people so generous and kind
1 v7 H5 Z/ V+ b% m+ {and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,# A1 J# J8 J2 D# a, a% m
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Amen.