Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
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sunshine and soil and water and seed,
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we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
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We who came first and are ready to dine) i" }) }- H3 R+ q6 { d
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
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we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.- H3 L0 A, F2 b& I- t
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
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We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 4 {% w. m7 V+ }* v: A& ]
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 1 V9 f' W; i3 g' m
We thank you for people so generous and kind
- {: G2 T' _, i z+ i- \- n4 Hand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.