Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, 3 M: X$ W8 t8 \! z0 _7 q
having transformed
a; x5 W, [- N$ r5 L7 vsunshine and soil and water and seed,
* d' _' v# E( b4 Zinto food upon which we are soon to feed, 6 v1 d* d$ S6 w
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
. @8 }! O& W9 P; Gso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
, C+ i* x1 l/ J* s$ q8 y) C6 wWe who came first and are ready to dine
; L: ` M7 H2 j3 m! P% {thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, 4 K9 i8 r: A! Q- b v
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 2 z9 e9 }3 ^% c0 O" S/ [3 G5 X
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.2 |* a- P" B U5 j0 t
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
1 K e' H- J7 @the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.) q" a6 v, o/ i- i/ A8 d
Now,
1 o2 f% r+ h f$ N5 ?/ X T& BWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 3 H5 r$ K. L9 ?! I# _
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted , v. y6 s2 r* V& B8 E# _7 @
We thank you for people so generous and kind& G5 p* b+ v5 o# {3 V- [/ b
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,' N5 X, `( ]4 @& \4 r! M
3 ?2 Z) \. F/ `Amen.