Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
4 I9 t+ N- V$ O+ a# u) d7 \having transformed
7 `% S }% R- ]" q) q I' {sunshine and soil and water and seed,
. L- s: f$ p- f% q2 C8 f; Finto food upon which we are soon to feed, ; f$ B/ }4 i4 K+ f
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, 2 F, `- O* R8 C# s* x7 O) ?
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
7 A' @/ R6 M3 Q. h1 w6 V, qWe who came first and are ready to dine
6 A/ b# Q$ J/ A: w2 E. d5 @0 mthank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
4 E. I! k- h5 w' Jbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, n3 ~, `% e* s9 N7 g+ s5 w
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
7 Q! O5 g; h! Y! x& H0 RInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
' q% i6 A' r: Zthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.# T% e) V; E# z' N
Now,
0 F! p1 A7 u) W) w5 D' qWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
% U$ P2 J/ Q5 F, { [% Cthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted 3 ]$ D+ c' m8 w% m( v/ X
We thank you for people so generous and kind; n& ^2 _! {, \! n- D
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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. E- O- {% Y. M( PAmen.