Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, 8 P4 C+ y* I4 ]& U
having transformed
6 w+ u& v. ], f! z! o: r) u/ hsunshine and soil and water and seed,
8 g. o7 q/ I# D8 uinto food upon which we are soon to feed, , J' q$ F7 o: B! e) E2 l
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
( v) Q; {8 y7 ]4 Pso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.8 N1 @% P! L9 Q4 [
We who came first and are ready to dine- k9 Q6 h0 G) b$ v1 T3 P
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, ; q5 ~1 a" X* ~
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, + t5 Q/ w7 @' {
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
, }0 Y) g _, E% H1 u- zInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
$ M( e5 j J( Q* U: Rthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.5 S2 ~4 q3 l& z7 D3 Z% `
Now,
: p/ `+ Q6 v. w! gWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
1 r4 F3 D: f. M+ a+ Gthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted $ @) S" f( I3 |0 M
We thank you for people so generous and kind
) L2 d$ |7 ^( [7 X; v# g! ]and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,) b3 Y" y2 i7 q+ J
+ H' C' K @& {" HAmen.
