"A humble woman seeks me out because of my vaunted reputation as a spiritual guide. She is simple and direct: “Please teach me how to pray.” Tersely, I inquire, “Tell me about your prayer life.” She lowers her eyes and says contritely, “There’s not much to tell. I say grace before meals.” Haughtily, I reply, “You say grace before meals! Isn’t that nice, Madam. I say grace upon waking and before retiring, and grace again before reading the newspaper and turning on the television. I say grace before ambulating and meditating, before the theater and the opera, before jogging, swimming, biking, dining, lecturing, and writing. I even say grace before I say grace.” That night, soggy with self-approval, I go before the Lord. And He whispers, “You ungrateful turd. Even the desire to say grace is itself My gift.” Ragamuffin Gospel. Brennan Manning)
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