Grace
While I was in the garden today I was struck by this thought.
While I weed, tend the soil and pick from my garden I have more time to really truly say grace.
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Bless us,
O Lord,
and these your gifts,....
Such simple words that often get rushed getting the kids to sit when you are hungry tired and it is the end of the day.
I dug a few potatoes for dinner tonight.
These are going to taste so good with a little butter and parsley!
Basil Sage Carrots Parsley Tomatoes Peppers Kale
What a harvest !
Fresh Basil !
Wish you could smell it .
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which we are about to receive
from your bounty...
Bounty
There is bounty in a garden.
What a gift that is. To much squash, more tomatoes than a ketchup factory!
Food for many.
Off to the local food kitchen the bounty goes.
On the stove is my tomato sauce for Sunday dinner.
I made a decision...
While I am tending my garden, on my knees already, I will say grace right there in the dirt.
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Through Christ our Lord
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Hello, Jules! You know what? Who does not see the beauty of a potato, is a potato! - This I learned in school, 55 years ago. From a poem of a norwegian poet. He is still so true! Hugs from Sidsel.
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