Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, 4 J7 N) A- \5 J. e
having transformed- V8 r1 `5 A4 j% z/ v. V9 p3 S
sunshine and soil and water and seed,/ E$ |( R- r/ \- I( a
into food upon which we are soon to feed, ! e. Z9 ~ ^ W8 p V4 v
we thank you for life and we want to stay well, - W' D9 z& i& V! b
so we promise to rub our hands with Purell.& b6 p7 b) e1 ?, D1 b8 O6 ]% V
We who came first and are ready to dine/ Q& {; m6 k! X6 _! {6 m, @
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line,
$ O1 t4 [) X) X0 m2 i# [+ Cbut for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
* {2 s) u9 s& d/ u) n& ?we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
+ ~3 f$ j K1 U/ zInstead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
' ~- A/ _0 V2 I+ K$ X- q8 dthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
% U. [9 |( m a/ Q# M: ]0 u' uNow,
1 b$ ]+ D9 S0 u( Q; F. g) E! uWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted
' n' d% O$ R L ] e5 G2 i0 Sthe aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted - d/ A9 D3 n: x' N' V2 z; j
We thank you for people so generous and kind6 W* [, R: |% m+ K4 {
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,4 m% p' {2 F# E" F- C8 ~* v4 K1 E; W+ q
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Amen.
