Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, . x" J3 Q; y9 ]; U9 L2 u/ [
having transformed
- I) x# F* Y" f4 dsunshine and soil and water and seed,
- k# [6 `4 U' Q" W, s# Ninto food upon which we are soon to feed, " t+ A& a `% k4 h5 U
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, 1 l( c1 y) k8 {. S4 Y/ x0 P0 W
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.! ]' S! U5 b. D/ ]6 Q/ I, ?: X! U' C, N
We who came first and are ready to dine8 `5 ~+ Q/ I4 Z, Z0 c+ `3 O0 U
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, 6 X: G) b: I$ v) h& o. s
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
" W$ n( @; L# e" L/ H5 i) H6 Ywe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
+ }6 e) e* l, L$ j9 ?Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
- x5 s/ U+ @+ uthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.2 o! j/ q1 q) i; Q; G8 [% p ?
Now,
) ?; M2 l2 P+ [& a- KWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted ) t" M2 n4 f5 z: \3 d
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
* H8 ~6 v$ w3 P* HWe thank you for people so generous and kind
9 D& n9 N, V5 m+ gand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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) }* p( j- ?1 H3 BAmen.