Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, ( C2 K \8 Z: Q
having transformed
8 i. D& h' j7 q# N( y: N1 \5 Ksunshine and soil and water and seed,
+ j; ^8 ]* A" X& p6 ginto food upon which we are soon to feed,
- z( M: h! |. n& Swe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
+ `, c6 ?, k6 w0 Yso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
3 C# W2 H6 M5 P! ~! C2 UWe who came first and are ready to dine% h2 x$ W- v1 ~" o7 D9 P" ?
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
+ W; T* Y- C2 M2 G7 Ibut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
) `. ]7 c$ X8 y& q& a/ c! _5 mwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.9 \( r. ]/ N; s3 \2 y0 Y. c; @" _
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
! d2 Y2 D& [% H! ]the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
}+ Y9 d I; O1 e" V# `- GNow,$ t6 S4 {7 g- v1 M; P! R
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
5 A+ d% ^0 @5 V# F# Q* kthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 0 r( h. ~* t/ v9 x: s1 p
We thank you for people so generous and kind
6 ?! z! h3 n$ u$ {and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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6 x) ^. i2 I9 O9 QAmen.
