Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
( f" B/ R8 v# q+ ~- W: F. _having transformed
7 g" ~) k2 u- vsunshine and soil and water and seed,
' T7 @4 _# H* m/ |! n3 m1 Jinto food upon which we are soon to feed,
- y/ {* U' M* h G% ?8 Uwe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
" ?0 ] A+ D1 e6 t& `: E! rso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
$ Z' j$ \6 J4 j" }' Q- b K/ ]We who came first and are ready to dine
7 ^4 Z; `& {2 z" {thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
' }1 Y$ i) z3 _* c. Mbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 5 i9 H& d9 u. D. l
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.1 H& m# I( H( z9 _ w/ j
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
+ t ~7 M5 j# i* ^4 Y; Kthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
7 f* v! ?6 K8 vNow,
. @* M6 B; M0 xWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
; h5 g% ~- p9 {, J: Hthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
% V) A* X5 L5 m# C2 ?; wWe thank you for people so generous and kind
+ u9 k# c+ V: |& S" S0 t6 Gand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,& b1 I( K# [6 j$ L
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Amen.