Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, ; g- L9 l7 [3 [ i O
having transformed
5 e5 c y" e: W. @* I# Z" ?sunshine and soil and water and seed,2 X3 V3 O9 H+ m0 X+ I$ w3 |+ m6 F/ v5 h# {
into food upon which we are soon to feed,
4 v! T1 e) ?3 S/ Gwe thank you for life and we want to stay well, / f$ f7 V0 a3 \. L8 ]3 v
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
7 v9 Q& g/ {; A' P0 n/ SWe who came first and are ready to dine
, O+ y- U" V3 uthank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
& m+ i, [' Z, C! @- Fbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 1 V; I" `9 E' T! z* u2 c- K
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.3 V. A: C/ h; o2 d0 O6 k
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others - v- p6 T" E r, q/ N! f; j* b
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.! ]3 p' n. f' O# l
Now,' O7 v9 E) m2 @0 B6 W/ c, n3 `
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted / f2 A* S3 j+ @
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
( q; m% P8 [5 H* o# Z0 KWe thank you for people so generous and kind
- q0 J+ X0 @: [: i0 f6 M6 `and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,; c, r9 w L: P) y" X9 s* T
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Amen.
