Providing Father,
Had an ice cap today
And knew how far removed I was
From the mountains and the rice that grows there
Daily sustenance
For a people whose gratitude for so little shames me
I thank you for the opportunity to eat rice every day
Every meal
And not like it
But be hungry anyways
And eat it anyways
To know more the realities of other places
Other lives
Thank you for the lavish comforts of my life
On this side of the planet
And for the great and humbling joy of somehow
Being part of something better
For someone else
By sharing those lavish comforts
And spreading out Your provisions
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