Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, # s( @3 F0 t' t) i' p
having transformed
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we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
, d, y5 [7 J' \4 e$ I3 u0 T O: r( Nso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.. I k0 A$ R/ I- m6 J
We who came first and are ready to dine$ i) f/ p; ?' o4 B0 Y7 b- q1 r
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
7 M& E. Y/ ]# x9 y& V: lbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
% ^8 w z, l6 T; q B- kwe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
8 i' Q1 `* _4 PInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others 9 o; l0 R; p! r6 B3 z
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
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We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted # E9 g- x" o7 H# l( c
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
1 |. v3 W1 K9 q! G5 k2 WWe thank you for people so generous and kind* R1 a/ Y/ q! S, X* L* _
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind," t1 q* K( n* G, Z/ c4 @1 {& `
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Amen.
