Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
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having transformed
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into food upon which we are soon to feed, 2 r* T" J2 V0 G5 Y
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
5 i# n0 |6 p( A9 q7 Z2 m. Mso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.- c# N3 C0 h+ y' q- {5 I
We who came first and are ready to dine
0 R' L4 X3 K x7 }$ |) @( Wthank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
9 O$ X- Y+ p, E& e7 S# R- ?but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
1 U9 {# i u) t# ]1 m% n" o4 Qwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.8 S; e+ v" z- s9 G5 R1 V
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
% d/ a/ ?# B2 I; C- r5 c/ uthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
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We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted + q" E% F# _1 c. v \" ^4 o7 @
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
( E$ r+ n @6 D+ J4 r; LWe thank you for people so generous and kind P+ U# Q2 V9 b: s3 G! Z: v
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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5 q$ `5 U% c$ m/ N. c. H: d0 SAmen.