(Taken from: A Monk in the Inner City: The ABCs of a Spiritual Journey by Mary Lou Kownacki)

Two farmers were walking through a field when they saw an angry bull.

Instantly, they made for the nearest fence, with the bull in hot pursuit. It soon became evident to them that they were not going to make it, so one man shouted to the other.

“We’ve had it! Nothing can save us. Say a prayer. Quick!”

The other shouted back, “I’ve never prayed in my life, and I don’t have a prayer for this occasion.”

“Never mind,” his friend panted. “The bull is catching up with us. Any prayer will do.”

His friend, huffing and puffing, managed to verbalize, “Well, I’ll say the one I remember that my mother used to say before meals. That’s the best I can do.”

“Say it! Say it!” the desperate companion urged.

“All right. Here goes: For what we are about to receive, O God, make us truly grateful.”

Happy Thanksgiving, Folks! And be truly grateful you are NOT those two farmers.