Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, - G; |) Y8 k& F
having transformed% o p" q6 o: h
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
: H! h: [! y" M% o- jinto food upon which we are soon to feed, 9 l2 ^9 K" R# r
we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
( O+ I1 m( l$ `8 g0 I) Fso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
' Y1 b& x. a! L2 G) WWe who came first and are ready to dine& Y3 ]* U/ p' T
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
; \$ y$ R U) a. \2 o* ?4 Dbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
G" [) b, f7 e- l& s# ywe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
: f" U) B& }& a% f5 o) hInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
3 E' v% g3 }3 U c! i7 fthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
, z7 a: X) {: a% C1 Q' wNow,. J3 ]+ d! O+ _: R' }0 T
We smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted % P7 m9 j4 O7 U9 D' g8 r& {" }
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
5 h4 Q/ T& Z9 i( Z' v% C2 kWe thank you for people so generous and kind
) D+ L+ }- [! \7 land thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.
