Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, w" b( P- d7 n; C2 \
having transformed' E6 r5 c$ E& u1 p8 p0 ~3 Z7 p# D
sunshine and soil and water and seed,: U) e+ i+ s* N6 y. U/ \# L
into food upon which we are soon to feed, 4 I7 D `: }0 D. g- e2 k: c" O
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
/ K S, u7 B- \ vso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.. d, K- f/ x/ L2 S
We who came first and are ready to dine, a' y7 g5 q7 D' M
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
3 k" t6 x# M: t* d9 m% ?but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, ( s7 t' b2 f) i E0 B% y6 \6 z
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
7 I3 N% I: Q2 YInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
' W* S) ^. p; h7 d: l( m: ?the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
Z/ \& a. I+ o! {& C5 hNow,
" y6 R, X- D/ A v. PWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 3 n9 `0 F( z& T( ?8 x( i
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted I5 f3 M+ Z, e' p, t' z
We thank you for people so generous and kind& K3 `% Q8 H+ g- ]/ K
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind, g8 X9 D9 t) t
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Amen.