Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, 4 {3 [, s& o4 s" `8 Q( x
having transformed
' j3 x8 j9 n1 Y3 s. }2 l# Hsunshine and soil and water and seed,
5 V, b. `- D+ Binto food upon which we are soon to feed, 5 q. P9 A& j. ~& H6 g
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, 7 s5 V7 p/ y. f0 l# `2 V# ~
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.% Z: r( b. c$ o
We who came first and are ready to dine
, H3 H/ d, u+ |; Z! T7 I4 ithank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
8 ]0 T; s% O$ T- s; l7 Kbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 3 I9 X- P4 u) _9 T, ?4 f( h, \
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.! s) t) | Z: J& J4 m
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
& b# Q- w6 W: k0 X8 Athe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
/ o* |7 T0 \. J- eNow,
- G' Q8 X% D* z6 uWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
4 F, J; P! S4 pthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted $ |# R6 V. f( m
We thank you for people so generous and kind5 A7 J" E. ^8 P8 _/ p8 U
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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, r; I9 U7 a+ h) G2 wAmen.