Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, * n" w% _/ f* z* t% @* U6 Y6 ~. k: N
having transformed
, D6 P. ~ x/ msunshine and soil and water and seed,
A1 r( m2 x& r7 U8 Dinto food upon which we are soon to feed,
, W/ |# u" M7 d6 e& U2 W0 kwe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
5 [: D/ H5 _( {1 S7 z7 Jso we promise to rub our hands with Purell., `+ \, u; P3 J* w
We who came first and are ready to dine- t, q' J, i! | S n p+ b9 R
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, 3 ]. U% W& D, U. w' |
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
n, n2 m `6 F/ f! `we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.% F. |/ w+ G1 z# R# Q
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
! W% B9 F3 h( i! |+ lthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
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We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted . N. j% ?% T8 M( t: O! M" [
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 1 p: U! m3 M+ j8 j' I
We thank you for people so generous and kind
/ T0 `% L" E& w0 o* O& L5 Cand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,3 h) F1 H- p0 W7 @
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Amen.