Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
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having transformed* c6 U; P& e+ u
sunshine and soil and water and seed,/ q. z" X* Z, ~9 T( W& j
into food upon which we are soon to feed, 4 U$ C3 e9 r9 Z, T. {0 f
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
" f ?& l2 j: q, B8 |9 Pso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
8 F. o, _- U) {We who came first and are ready to dine
% ?; D+ T! S: W" ethank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
4 B' c5 j5 m1 m( Y& Pbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, " u, a! M( D9 j9 z
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.4 v: M6 f9 ^, R+ n. H7 z3 M0 J
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
# Y( y+ Y+ \* ?$ Jthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
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We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
# C' l& |9 {" n$ q, cthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted $ I5 n7 N. F: {
We thank you for people so generous and kind* P0 M7 ~: x' ^$ o( Q& ?
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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6 k8 z: c$ e! t# y( JAmen.
