Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord, ; [5 ^) f/ t5 n* X
having transformed" P: y5 f1 T8 t, D
sunshine and soil and water and seed,
, r" X1 c. r4 Winto food upon which we are soon to feed,
% \4 H/ S1 }# j9 Cwe thank you for life and we want to stay well,
0 j' t: b, x' W- H* ?8 s) r/ r+ q6 Rso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
8 L2 g2 j8 N& [& r! W3 R- y& GWe who came first and are ready to dine2 g6 B o8 B) F/ U( D
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, - G$ R5 `) v5 r+ ]4 P8 \
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait,
3 H5 S0 s) x: P% u6 E2 {* }. Swe shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
4 g! T0 e# g, t5 |Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others
' a0 B1 E" i: y$ L& l/ Lthe way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
7 T/ V4 w% n0 B+ G2 V" M- qNow,
: p! ?/ `5 ^* G0 Z/ O, s0 RWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted ) Q8 g4 }0 u) j; @/ _
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
4 F# C, b1 k' oWe thank you for people so generous and kind* S0 N9 X& P( a1 i. I1 t+ E$ I- @
and thanks for all blessings in body and mind,. [5 j! w! Z+ f5 N2 m
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Amen.