Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
: W$ K1 q) v4 L( X5 b5 W3 H9 Qhaving transformed
1 e9 S$ u% `. c, D+ o' `4 `sunshine and soil and water and seed,
/ L0 l% T; Z, Z) G! [( winto food upon which we are soon to feed,
$ H1 X* Y' W0 e" V5 |. ]we thank you for life and we want to stay well, ; a+ d3 l+ }0 ?) q1 L( i9 M
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
4 C* {5 f8 `- J: [, HWe who came first and are ready to dine
6 @/ L2 Q4 ?- x( V$ z. jthank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
7 a0 L2 M' X$ Q" W1 k8 pbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, $ F: |, @$ r# g3 D
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.$ @! M6 j0 I. o; r9 a% N
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others 9 g; f+ u o# [3 P( w
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
9 J, ?1 N% G9 c/ d3 n; c7 i: bNow,$ k6 e5 |2 f" A% I5 P9 ?& G
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted & \0 c" j" n7 a( [: Q8 c1 h+ p4 |- d
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted / n" M: n+ O: T4 _8 v
We thank you for people so generous and kind& U9 U( f! z0 E0 H
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,. b- N5 }- c6 t7 N* x! X: x
- R: q1 H0 ]+ q% v3 M' i- g. ~: eAmen.