Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, / ^' C/ B% @# P7 e a- E0 W
having transformed- |, y1 m& Q0 k& O- }6 _
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
7 o0 f8 y# L& x# Binto food upon which we are soon to feed,
1 O$ s5 a4 Y1 ~- pwe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
& Y& k$ a8 E! O8 h( q; y- rso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
; V4 u6 k. u9 s* p$ W: V/ K5 H( uWe who came first and are ready to dine
; y3 ^! ~: A$ x$ I u) ithank you that we’re not still waiting in line, * |: g0 G. ~: I" b' G
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
; K9 F, ~/ w, x* Dwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
. ^) y1 O8 ?. \9 X8 Y1 XInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others 8 }7 D5 }+ o: q& r
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
_1 x& O2 i3 D* RNow,, i3 [1 J7 y5 _/ R/ c" J3 R3 _9 y" i
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
; d" a. s* O$ [. Z1 `the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
; ~. L% ^- K7 P- H; `We thank you for people so generous and kind
8 B7 E: k) L$ e( k {- d1 E! w- u# wand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.