Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, - v/ }( ]: o V5 T
having transformed
5 P+ n- A! y- C7 i. w0 B# W/ Gsunshine and soil and water and seed,
/ Z$ i8 l8 z/ minto food upon which we are soon to feed, 5 \$ F# h% Y, ^/ X
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
+ t+ K# U0 _- b* pso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.) r% T2 i8 t- A- n
We who came first and are ready to dine
& q2 D# O5 [# b- [- Athank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
" D7 D0 F* I2 ~: T; hbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, 8 P& }6 P. o2 i$ v0 s) j
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate./ h6 i' N2 D% d" J3 }+ v
Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
3 i( Y. k7 g7 |4 Q. G1 xthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
# o( T# O4 V) Q4 I. M W& U9 y7 pNow,
H' U5 ?2 H" y# H7 x) Y$ P+ IWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted % t( `" D7 T$ G! J4 M
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted W# T6 E$ B n5 \
We thank you for people so generous and kind
/ ^! Q2 ~1 A; e+ H# B+ E" y. ?and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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" ]) ]# w) X7 Q4 x8 g! J; SAmen.
