Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, : r! P% Q3 U( D; p; Q; }% p$ }9 p
having transformed: K! t, ]0 A0 P% {+ A# g5 a d
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
4 }2 l" C0 y6 v2 ]( ?) H6 Xinto food upon which we are soon to feed, - v N, K. q) U, d2 C" d
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, * @- n6 t7 ~, a; z b: ~
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
) s4 e4 {7 H M- v0 q5 f( TWe who came first and are ready to dine
1 Y4 W% F* w ~3 u# z* ~% t8 s) ]thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, ; [% `) G( ~, u5 S: z
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
7 r. k @6 h: D" Rwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.& B* x: H2 U0 S& s7 d3 E; w
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others ( E& |- C h6 g9 u' R1 ~3 l
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.3 [- L k& w1 a0 m( ?5 _, m
Now,
6 J6 B) [. t! v2 p% eWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 2 y# v. e/ m [+ a5 s3 @
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
) \9 f# p4 U* tWe thank you for people so generous and kind, u! p" x7 P( N! T, F
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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+ x6 I6 B0 I q6 pAmen.
