Pastor Rob Fitterer's grace poetry for September 29
Lord,
- J4 ]. J6 _/ K1 |; p. R9 U- C9 Nhaving transformed
! h4 Q2 A" l- [# v7 D) usunshine and soil and water and seed,
K# @9 s; M7 `: Linto food upon which we are soon to feed,
: S. n1 E( q* ~we thank you for life and we want to stay well,
! |/ q) R- D8 X; pso we promise to rub our hands with Purell.
0 |' C6 F' E: W; OWe who came first and are ready to dine6 `0 U; d5 b: b) z" D" g' l
thank you that we’re not still waiting in line, : l! O! \! R7 V. `/ k+ n
but for those who are hungry and eagerly wait, ' D+ V. I) \. H" ^
we shall not be greedy and heap up our plate.
# N, @( r9 L2 Z3 \Instead we’ll be thoughtful of all the others ; Z ~% E$ ^# {% r) G( M& a- Y
the way we were taught by our own loving mothers.
7 f8 o$ d* O6 g% }0 \Now,
0 i2 r+ W, l# [+ g6 K- WWe smell the potatoes all spicy and roasted 0 y+ L6 q' B4 i5 G5 A) s; y7 E3 a
the aroma of casseroles perfectly toasted
0 u0 q; K! [, J+ EWe thank you for people so generous and kind
% ?: H; B* A) o4 f+ z3 xand thanks for all blessings in body and mind,
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Amen.