Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
4 H( d8 Q1 u+ vhaving transformed
& s H( W; B8 r: [sunshine and soil and water and seed,
( e- `. N9 f$ z! d6 N/ sinto food upon which we are soon to feed,
; U6 M- h, i9 C; A; W+ Zwe thank you for life and we want to stay well, 4 E+ [4 d! V' _4 ~- x
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.: M) e& l! \) d& g
We who came first and are ready to dine d. H" x* ]" Q4 N( `- k! V
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
7 |0 `. E8 e# h6 A* M/ y" {+ fbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
4 d5 z: r: i4 W. Swe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.- }4 b' k& d6 R j2 b$ y
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others - m$ @6 P4 u" [6 C3 g6 o3 v
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
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We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted : W7 i0 D: t1 ]; m7 O3 F8 |: \
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
3 v# P: G. z$ ^/ s' n% C) w! lWe thank you for people so generous and kind
7 U0 ^( C# B( I$ Y+ j# m9 ]and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.