Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
* L4 ]3 v3 _4 q+ E; Z& whaving transformed, H$ q( W- L( n$ I4 j8 E- e7 e
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
& Y2 Y L* g6 B$ [' Linto food upon which we are soon to feed, 4 H! i2 K& Z. q" _8 S) D6 y+ ?5 m- c
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, % K( @4 j: F. u& {: O
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.. ~6 [9 c" W4 B1 Q
We who came first and are ready to dine
: V- W4 g* t8 \5 |& b9 [. a$ Y% x- _thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
$ z8 c4 o5 [& J- [. y4 p% Fbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
, M9 B5 ]2 F+ uwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
! W: L8 p$ K* N4 SInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others 1 j e9 f5 X% N8 Z+ O3 G
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.- h; u; ]8 u9 K4 R* _8 D. t- u
Now,
+ ]0 O. a! I6 _) u _. ^2 MWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted . C5 w. ^/ o; p8 P/ \6 C( x
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted ' B; T: h: w0 l5 `
We thank you for people so generous and kind7 R" b- R7 U& l9 f8 X, r9 p" K8 g
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,$ X# A8 F! p( X, l3 ^
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Amen.