Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, # t# w; p6 {' u" t3 l
having transformed) g( K' }# U" U. d
sunshine and soil and water and seed,% P& e8 ]: ]* ^/ [5 W
into food upon which we are soon to feed,
5 m; s/ b+ H& q ?4 Q) U! b7 [we thank you for life and we want to stay well, ( X/ V; e; k* J
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
[2 j$ i1 ?0 B( |We who came first and are ready to dine
' w9 t$ Q( y z; Kthank you that we’re not still waiting in line, 1 D3 K! _2 R' w, g0 l7 w
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, O. H$ L% g+ Y5 _ f" L
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
$ M: z/ H( A0 q6 }3 WInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others - ~8 `* a6 l# g
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.- S4 Z4 }3 q0 S' m' `5 I
Now,9 w6 `0 Z2 p% T% v% @7 c# L" F% J
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
5 ]% D0 H# m1 v; x+ Ethe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 3 _( ?. t6 n' e, _
We thank you for people so generous and kind
8 Y8 W2 j6 @& H+ O6 cand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,6 @3 \/ h( u+ V+ M$ p
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Amen.