You say grace before meals.
All right.
But I say grace before the play and the opera,
And grace before the concert and pantomime,
And grace before I open a book,
And grace before sketching, painting,
Swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing;
And grace before I dip the pen in ink.
G. K. Chesterton, from an early notebook circa 1890s
I giggle at the thought of someone near and dear to those at Willow Manor, who never misses the chance to say grace before every meal, and who enjoys delivering extra loud, long graces in public places. We all know those of a certain generation, who say a pre-meal grace almost superstitiously, like tossing salt over one's shoulder, or knocking on wood. It's a lovely, nearly extinct tradition, that for today, may have lost its original purpose, its poetical beauty, and meaning.
With October already amazingly behind us, November brings thoughts of the Thanksgiving holiday, considering the year's "harvest". In this modern age, most of us are not concerned on a daily basis with the actual process of cultivating our meals from the soil of the earth. But I like the notion, just like G. K. Chesterton, of embracing the fruits of our labors, the embodiment of creativity, the beauty of daily routine, our personal harvests, so to speak, with a certain grace and appreciation. Yes, I say... grace.
image: from my Abandoned America series, "Gloves in a Barn", Dublin, Ohio
It behooves us all to have a "consciousness of gratitude".
ReplyDeleteLove the photo and the sentiment and some of uo still actually grow what we eat . . .
ReplyDeleteHello Tess:
ReplyDeleteFulfilment in life, we believe, is strongly connected to appreciating the beauty in what we have rather than striving for more. And yes, there is much in this to give thanks for.
A most apposite and tender post.
Beautiful picture -- I share your appreciation for these mute testimonies of the past. I think that in the noticing and naming of things, we are saying a kind of grace.
ReplyDeleteWe could all do well to count our blessings more frequently than we do.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post, Tess. Gratitude gives us the sense of abundance in everything we do and receive.
ReplyDeletenice. 'tis the season, but really - who among us doesn't have something, or everything, to be thankful for?
ReplyDeleteI just re-watched Fiddler on the Roof and am still hearing "The Sabbath" prayer song.
ReplyDeleteHere's the link if you like:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYQ30D0eppc&feature=related
So beautiful!
It's been awhile since I've seen "Fiddler"...time to pop it in for a watch...tradition! ...or not...giggle
ReplyDeleteWere we all to take and use this example, we would be quite literally counting our many blessings as we go through our lives and the world would be filled with enhanced beings. This is a beautiful post. thank you. penny
ReplyDeleteso true, I may forget the grace before a meal, but I say grace at my job, as I lie in bed in the morning before the day starts, before my children walk onto the bus, terrific post
ReplyDeleteGrace or no Grace, I have always thought of Chesterton as being a bit of a fool, but maybe I do him a disservice or blame him too much for the crimes of his cousin.
ReplyDeleteFool or no fool, you gotta like a guy who went around in a cape and crumpled hat...
ReplyDeleteI love Chesterton....a true *original*...
ReplyDeleteSaying *Grace*, sadly is a tradition that has passed the corner and most of us no longer see... still, I say a *certain grace* before Opening Nights, at friends' special events...when something good happens...
Most of us DO have a lot to be grateful for....even if we are jobless or alone... there's health, the ability to look up at the stars or into the forest and see Nature's beauty.....gosh, I'm beginning to sound like Chesterton... time to don my cape and hat!
Love this post, Tess!
♥ Robin ♥
I have a cousin who is a Hospice chaplain. She lives in NC & I get to have lunch with her about twice a year. She always says grace beforehand & I can really feel the blessing wash over me.
ReplyDeleteI like that idea Tess.
ReplyDeletere GKC. Anyone who was a close friend of Belloc's, can't have been that foolish. But, sadly, his bad press continues.
ReplyDeleteWhom ever you thank, gratitude is a courtesy, seldom extended to the plants and animals people consume. The farmer ought to be thanked as well. If thanks is not going to "God" then, ESP some thankful thoughts throughout the day, especially to those like the turkey, you cannot thank in life. I think saying grace makes beautiful moments much more meaningful. Thank you for sharing "graceful reflections" Tess.
ReplyDeleteI attended a university with the graceful tradition of beginning most events with a prayer. It was such a good habit that I feel like something is missing in local theatre productions when they begin without giving thanks, then encouraging the audience to move to the center seats.
ReplyDeleteI love the lively conversation that develops in the back sitting room at Willow Manor...would anyone like more tea?
ReplyDeleteMy original purpose of this post, dear peeps, is not about whether Chesterton is a fool, or whether there is a God, but about embracing and displaying a graceful spirit.
Ah yes, grace before meals was new to me until about 3 years ago ; )
ReplyDeleteBut it is an endearing tradition.
The quote reminds me of a book that I read called "Everything is Grace" by your namesake, St. Therese.
how much better our lives would be if we focused on the gifts we have instead of what we don't have.
ReplyDeleteAmazing Grace! Now I'm getting older I say grace before I go to sleep!
ReplyDeleteI love the word "grace." And I love this quote of Chesterton's -- thank you for sharing it with us!
ReplyDeleteDull old atheist, me, I'm a bit pressed for a definition of the word outside its function as a medium of gratitude for what God supposedly bestows. Beyond that acknowledgement it seems little more than a manifestation of behavioural style. As for what goes on our table, it arrives in the main via the local supermarket, which in turn buys it at a fraction of the retail purchase price from hard-pressed producers trying to keep their financial heads above water. What we grow in our garden (more and more each season) arrives as a result of our symbiotic relationship with the good earth. With famine sweeping vast areas of the world, if I were a believer contemplating the utterance of pre-prandial grace I'd be having quite a struggle with the unequal distribution of divine largesse!
ReplyDeletePersonally, saying "grace" does not mean I actually say a prayer before meals...I simply strive to embrace and acknowledge the positive elements of my existence...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the Chesterton, Tess. I have a soft spot for the old duffer, in spite of the allegations of antisemitism. (His cousin A.K. founded the far-right League of Empire Loyalists and co-founded the fascistic National Front).
ReplyDeleteDick, it wasn't my intention to promote Chesterton or his cousin... would you like another cup of tea?
ReplyDeleteGreat Chesterton perspective...it really workd for me...I know during the the times when I have suffered a malnutrion of the arts...my soul does truly hunger.
ReplyDeleteYou know I will have more tea...and to that I say,
Amen.
Gracious lady, I would very much like a cup of tea as I sit and contemplate the beauty of daily routine, in my case, the glorious drive home through farm country, over rivers, through woods, to a house that surely must have once been home to somebody's grandmother. Grace and peace be with you, now and always.
ReplyDeleteamen, sister!
ReplyDeletelove love this photo.
ReplyDeletewe never said grace in our family that i remember anyway and i will never forget being at a friends house to eat and begin ready to dig in, maybe even reaching for the serving bowl, and then feeling embarrassed. We stopped to say grace. I didnt know.
I occasionally say grace at meals now, however i try to say grace each day for the blessings i receive.
in a way, to write a poem is a form of grace or gratitude, to acknowledge the isness of life.
Ps Grace was my grandmother's name
ReplyDeleteMy uncle, a minister, wrote a book called "Incidental Grace."
My graduate thesis was "A Moment of Grace" which was a look at moments of grace within fiction.
now that i think of it we did say Grace at grandma's house and there is perhaps more grace to my history than I recall at first thought.
Grace was my grandmother's name, too! :-)
ReplyDeleteI read your post this morning, and thought the quote was very interesting. However, when I read it again in a magazine tonight, I figured Someone was trying to tell me something.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
Fascinating post! You've given me something to think about, for sure.
ReplyDeleteThank You M'lady!
ReplyDeleteTips hat!
Cheers!
I prefer the quiet, in your own heart kind. My family is one of those hold hands, everyone bow their heads... even in public restaurants. I just hold hands and stare around at the other people in the restaurant, because if everyone else at the table is doing it right, they won't notice me anyway. 8-)
ReplyDeleteAn attitude of Gratitude--is not a platitude. But it does open doors, heal wounded spirits, and pleases the Great Spirit.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tess
And Yesss.
Might I have a cup of coffee? Nice out here in the back sitting room. I hate to leave, the company is so pleasant!
At PEACE!
Yes, Steve, in fact...I am drinking coffee again...it makes me so happy...let me poor you a cup...black or cream?
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful quote and certainly something to think about during this month of gratitude.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of saying grace before more than just eating, kind of blessing and expressing gratitude all in one.
ReplyDeleteWe are one of those families that say grace in public and before every meal (my two year old daughter adds some levity to the situation by cheering out loud at the end). I suppose it's curious that we do so, since we are basically agnostic. But it's a lovely moment of meditation that brings the family together to begin a meal, and I wouldn't give it up for anything.
ReplyDeleteOh how wonderful words about life and feeling of life. I like to reflect on my daily actions as a product of my land. Good perception, than you!
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