Saying Grace
I sat on the deck this afternoon after church with a plate of leftovers. I started to eat, and then remembered to thank God, to āsay graceā for the meal. Sometimes āsaying graceā is perfunctory. Sometimes itās seen as a duty. Todayā it just flowed out of what was flowing in. And out came the poem between bites of spaghetti. Blessings to you and yours this day! āSaying Graceā¦ā For the freshā¦
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