Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
8 i4 B) @2 K# Shaving transformed; M$ [4 x6 a, L9 e! F. j: o
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
0 Y# b6 n* c. ]8 u% n/ Dinto food upon which we are soon to feed, 0 z# j4 ^" a1 Y, X! W& T6 E
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
. ?# [# N* g3 U% aso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
+ S; T. I. w: n. Q1 f# K. DWe who came first and are ready to dine
/ `7 B6 m/ k6 P# H4 ?/ ]thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, ( A) T0 a' f8 c1 Y$ x' v
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
/ F/ B: f3 n9 U: Y4 a Y* Y, `3 H8 Pwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.# M ]9 `2 h. S# r9 g Z) O) H
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
" w' J. X! o# Q' K, sthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.) b% G. M% ^7 Y: f$ p$ D5 |2 q
Now,
0 C3 F* P$ E5 z/ Z* k" H: g$ pWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
0 |" ]5 w% _! ~1 O! f6 P# ^" |the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted ; m4 r$ H1 Z; L: Y2 _2 o4 S# ]
We thank you for people so generous and kind
) | I% Z0 y. G4 Tand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,% N6 l5 s! i# w& p0 Y; o, v
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Amen.