In my working days when I tool youth groups on trips I would tell them, "Food is sacred. You may not like it, you don't have to eat it but you must respect it because it is a gift from God to sustain life." Today at breakfast I was reminded of that. There was a little rice left on my plate when I finished eating...less than a table spoon. Before Max scraped it into the trash I saw her do the two hands together
wai to it. When I asked her about what she did she said, "I say sorry to the rice." It's a totally clean plate for me after this!
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