Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, + m2 Z9 |" s# V* e' `
having transformed
6 w+ x0 l2 G/ l: a$ f. jsunshine and soil and water and seed,
7 z& z; r7 x) J7 S3 ]) rinto food upon which we are soon to feed, ) F2 K& @; \; J) |! G
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
3 D; ~; D5 G+ L3 y, Jso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
) d. H3 G/ H3 F @ rWe who came first and are ready to dine
6 e: v) f# l. k& ~thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, " [4 t n: e8 w
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 9 m) D) `$ F! k r
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.& k( T0 [& _ x& }
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
9 F1 ]9 G! L p; G. u; H- ^& ?the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.; U4 ^; |3 R1 n: B5 Z7 D7 o# L% Z
Now,& O1 b+ P' K4 ?% T! H/ T2 `% u
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
: e7 w1 g" T2 y: O4 h, K# ?the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 3 u* y' c) O& I7 O
We thank you for people so generous and kind
; e0 w; W+ _# C! E3 b& x7 H2 E0 Sand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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1 w6 S8 `" x5 k; D4 M) wAmen.
