Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, 2 x+ P C) w+ k: U
having transformed3 [; [ v9 _9 T6 F2 F" _
sunshine and soil and water and seed,; m6 F7 s. t! _9 _6 r
into food upon which we are soon to feed, $ S0 ^+ e: y4 q7 Y0 c2 N
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, 7 G$ ~1 ?# l& R* ~5 d
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell., Z& g* b6 [; w
We who came first and are ready to dine
8 m( W1 \: K: I8 j& ]% Tthank you that we’re not still waiting in line, ( E- e& J/ q! M& S8 ?
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 5 @, X: l) C+ s- l) w% w, C- r4 w
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
$ e. | j- x L9 ?/ A; l7 ^ r# oInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others # n; D0 V9 U" I
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.$ ]& y7 |, J% V+ j8 z
Now,, G1 a; B. Z, o9 n9 {
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 6 u5 j4 |- o, @& L+ o# i7 w
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
) d) F) [+ r, U# B! _0 HWe thank you for people so generous and kind* u3 [2 a \5 a+ n& A3 l3 Z& o
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,9 ] J3 m! {9 a$ M" `3 Y. o) b6 T
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Amen.