Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
& n6 N2 ^, @! R U+ Z5 Bhaving transformed. B! ~+ {- D4 }% _2 B4 M3 W% C" C
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
1 c. @8 e& J4 U! a/ `+ }0 tinto food upon which we are soon to feed,
% L% v$ _" ?( O9 W6 Nwe thank you for life and we want to stay well, / G! G g7 ~4 d
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.9 `& x0 T! K3 L2 ?; ~# E
We who came first and are ready to dine3 B& l: w$ w' H1 o, b( r2 @
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
# L1 d1 Q2 l0 L. l+ z; sbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 8 w2 O! f, h3 g8 d, p$ C& p
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
: w$ @5 e0 d* U4 X$ b% hInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
! t: e" f7 `# I* N# ^' \the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.0 w, h3 f t3 m
Now,; n* H/ o, F8 i
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted ) m) i/ \7 g# A* _/ _* V
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
7 a1 Y# W. `& c4 l) Y- KWe thank you for people so generous and kind
z8 V' M( n: Y5 Y3 o; Iand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,6 @0 @4 x8 W$ w7 K. ?
* K4 [9 I9 [4 hAmen.