Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
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4 J% g; S( {5 xsunshine and soil and water and seed,7 L# W' p s/ A5 k3 ^
into food upon which we are soon to feed,
; E) j! `7 s, I8 rwe thank you for life and we want to stay well, 3 y: d: o1 |* ^
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
; v5 I! Y7 @5 CWe who came first and are ready to dine
W7 {- W5 Y" G2 \! _thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
: D' F7 O" t8 t: t* Wbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
x6 j& G% t. ?we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate. H# }% n# O1 {
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others " T0 h9 Q& N- I* p/ ]: Z
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.2 E8 p/ w- n0 k) \6 w# d V
Now, B2 Q: U- ^5 K4 V; ?/ ^1 Z0 P
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 7 g0 G# F7 |* r! _
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted ! G2 @( g. {* n/ C
We thank you for people so generous and kind( ~/ R2 T! P, L+ H6 l5 v! b# T; y: l
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.
