The native americans used to make a quick motion before they ate, raising a spoonful towards the sky in recognition of the Unseen Provider.
I don't make the motion, but I take a moment to reflect on my position - one interuption of the food supply, one plague, one massive natural disaster, and I'm back to hunting for my food and scared that something is going to kill my family while I'm gone. Yep, I think we are all more dependent on the mercy of God than some of us are willing to admit.
Keep praying, Yeru - I pray in my own way as well.
Maybe the only reason ANY of us get to eat is that God keeps our society together so that we can - out of undeserved kindness. Left to our own devices, I bet we'd have all starved by now.
CZAR