I've been the Bread Mananger at a local grocery store in Oklahoma for only two weeks. This was a brand new store opening and the first few days were hectic this close to Christmas.The bread numbers to stock were iffy.
I began to pull bread from the shelves early yesterday, Christmas Eve. The dated pulls said December 29th. I began stacking them in a shopping cart when I realized something. This bread was being picked up by various volunteer groups to be distributed to those in need. I carefully and gently began to take care of the loaves. I tucked in the tails(a term for folding the bag tops under) and made room so none of the rolls, bagels or other products would be damaged. My mind wandered as I tried to imagine who would be receiving it. As I was praying for my fellow man, I stopped and reflected on the words I'd been saying all my life.
And give us this day...

Merry Christmas
chick