Praying at meal time has always been a hit or miss at our house. Mostly we pray at holidays and family gatherings. But praying for the meal is mandatory. Like the analogy of the “spare vs steering wheel” above, praying as I cook happens regularly.
“God, please don’t let me burn it this time. God, please let somebody like this. God, make me a better cook. God, I hate to cook. God, why can’t I follow a recipe. How hard can it be? Please at least don’t let my cooking making anyone sick.” Basically that’s how it goes. I have to admit that it helps. Perhaps that’s really how prayer at meal time started…back before fire, refrigeration and so on. Turning thanks is a different topic. How can you say thanks when often, you aren’t even sure what is on the plate in front of you?
Every once in a while, the meal is a surprise and it actually taste good. Try praying for the meal, it helps even the most inept cook. With that said, I’d like to announce that I’m compiling a cook book. LOL! These are not my recipes.