Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, ( |4 b8 V9 ?3 M9 L
having transformed9 D$ @- h3 `7 i
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
/ N$ c* D0 |5 V; y S0 A$ Binto food upon which we are soon to feed, . [/ _0 m: T0 d" J- ` O2 K( n- q
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
# L9 b2 U C6 k# a0 a( G+ ^so we promise to rub our hands with Purell." ?$ @$ t; z6 J& c. o# a
We who came first and are ready to dine- v4 m0 P$ t2 r% v& d) v
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
* z* C- y% e' ^$ ^( ybut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 2 F3 N/ ^4 F1 N! z* M
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
' \/ Z8 I6 Q' U# J: }Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others 2 a* m' i) @6 x& j
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.) U6 I+ G" Z3 C' W. Q, w" @) F$ C7 J
Now,
$ b7 p9 M ~! h3 Z. r" X& E( J1 h$ gWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted # W; a; m2 J2 o
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted + Q. _9 W/ m `
We thank you for people so generous and kind
" c7 n. `* i' Y% i* } Y( Fand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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5 [2 ~8 ~5 o u& j5 J0 v5 ^Amen.