Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, ; F) {$ \7 U; w; ?
having transformed# L5 D& x n3 l4 n0 S& i8 L
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
1 q2 z/ I; c; a* Qinto food upon which we are soon to feed, 1 W9 x. m# N$ i) T0 t4 g
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, * z" n7 I, L% t8 L" f/ a
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
/ t9 r. B: g$ O9 `; sWe who came first and are ready to dine
8 R* t. `1 \, Q% t1 zthank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
* t5 e* v ?8 Z7 {' L. j' ]3 lbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
* Y5 h9 e4 W& ]4 }we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
. a' E1 H m4 b+ V! j9 a2 j# V( ^) iInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others 2 M9 A0 H" H+ f5 f
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.! j* g4 _2 P- Z ~8 A; T# j
Now," C1 ~1 I, D* f9 b
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
' v% s+ s$ X/ N2 x# kthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
0 R3 y9 C" j! G' oWe thank you for people so generous and kind
+ U5 H% Y$ j2 Dand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.