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Dear God:
Today, I am thankful for one fresh pineapple.
I rarely break my own rules when it comes to the food I buy. So, I must confess my latest trespass.
I am shopping in the produce section of a local grocery store. I am so weary of the cold weather and yearn for a bit of summer in my diet. I am tired of eating apples and the ripe, whole pineapple smells heavenly. I know that the pineapple is not locally or organically-grown or even in season in the United States. Consequently, the cost of getting it to the local Colorado market was probably exorbitant. After a few minutes of deliberation, I select a ripe one and buy it.
Yes, I am guilty as charged given my pledge to buy locally-grown organic produce. I promise not to succumb to temptation next time.
For this blessing, I am grateful.
Amen.
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