there were a number of posts recently about saying grace, for example at maggi dawn’s blog. “why say grace in a world without god?” seemed to be one of the questions. also, “how to say grace without thanking god?”
for today, i will spare you my grumblings about interpretations of who or what god is. i’m just going to give a few gratitudes for the humble carrot i had in my soup today:
- to the cashier who rung it in
- to my daughter who carried it up the stairs
- to the many people who built the fridge where it cooled – or rather, the fridges – three or four at least, i’m sure
- to the grocery clerk who put it on display
- to the grocery clerk’s teacher who taught her how to handle food safely
- to the truck drivers who carted my carrot all over the place
- to the friendly waitress who kept the truck driver supplied with coffee
- to the factory worker who made the cellophane bag for the carrot
- to the mechanic who fixed the carrot farmer’s tractor
- to the worms who made good earth for the carrot
all good people (and worms) to say thanks to.
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