Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
' |' \) O* i/ K9 k8 Jhaving transformed/ E: a) X* \9 R/ N6 r1 r4 Y) O$ G
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
3 |& K1 K2 `% yinto food upon which we are soon to feed,
3 l. Q @1 b4 B0 g. F/ w' m dwe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
6 ?+ N$ Q4 i: p6 a1 F7 H4 mso we promise to rub our hands with Purell., K1 ^' x& X: Z
We who came first and are ready to dine
$ J: h* ^" _8 q$ f4 t8 \" ithank you that we’re not still waiting in line, ; v2 o: X0 H& C
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
# c# R! |( A/ ^6 {0 T- O5 w Zwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
J6 t( o6 I9 q+ W# L( F4 i3 X$ [Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
8 n& q( g1 |* l8 A& c& H( Ethe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
( o8 J/ d3 A7 A, ENow,
/ z& T, }" u2 t* s! `0 ~ VWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted # H* R$ f3 a8 s4 N: D: r
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
, X) e8 \0 A% a; T0 JWe thank you for people so generous and kind, ?. y& M' [# K2 c0 \. p
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,4 ^3 ]0 ?4 H8 o+ X: m- n
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Amen.