Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, : g* _% S# h! _
having transformed
: W3 d9 @/ p3 R/ \& Z* U d1 vsunshine and soil and water and seed,
* N+ P4 e& o, Binto food upon which we are soon to feed,
8 i6 H. Y6 U4 {0 gwe thank you for life and we want to stay well, 4 _" D6 I: T9 L( J4 k* K6 {7 ]9 {
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.3 s; k" l5 K( R: g% n# k. F7 D
We who came first and are ready to dine
. b! C+ o8 d6 ^+ pthank you that we’re not still waiting in line, 1 g3 U- |% g: V C" \
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 7 n7 [2 {6 i+ x z3 D2 N
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
3 q7 v' r( V4 L0 M$ L# aInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
* L7 K9 r$ L. j9 Z# sthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
% r6 X6 F) t' `# f4 f# Q2 lNow,
! o$ [" q+ i2 g) @- q: D' ?+ W7 u9 c6 rWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
% L- V: @/ l5 w1 O2 C! N) E6 J" _the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
& ]* j' f& f) |: f* n5 o7 f8 p0 i9 qWe thank you for people so generous and kind6 ^! R _# x' q* V, \. x
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,7 _* }, L0 F( u/ I |
+ `" Z7 ?, Z: K, k6 Y: oAmen.
