Food

A Christmas gift for A

SDW pic, Old Town Hunter’s Breakfast

       God, I am grateful for the food you require us to eat to live.  I am more than grateful for the flavors, abundance, and quality available to me and mine all my life.  So many of our memories, associations, impressions form around it all our lives. Nor can I fail to mention the sheer sensational pleasure food gives.  I acknowledge that we are rare in history, that many people and creatures have/do suffer hunger, privation even now.  I know this blessing, but not how it is bestowed on my tribe, Lord, so can only repeat my first learned childhood prayer:  “God is great, God is good, Let us thank Him for this food.”  

    And mean it. 

    You give us so many gifts.   I am thankful, Lord, for the simple, homely food preparation/cooking skills taught me and used to serve loved ones.  I am grateful for food industry workers whose skills serve me with taste, socializing, and relief from labors.  I thank You for my dear ones who bring me so much delight in Your First Being food.  God bless and prosper every one of them.

     I pray for help for folks who abuse food, especially overconsumption to the harm of the body, as I did so much of my life.

      Odd.  I hesitate to ask you to feed all those who hunger physically in the world today, even this single day, because….  I believe it to be an impossible task, one we should do for one another but do not do.  I do not do, relying on occasional charity checks or dollars passed to beggars standing in roadway intersections to assuage my conscience.  I dare not even ask Your forgiveness for me or my fellows.  Surely, here is a prime source of your sorrow, and all I do is think about it.  

    Perhaps a change is coming.  Wait on the Lord.