O Lord, You know how I stumble upon the stone of all factory- farm food, like American "cheese", and eggs from "vegetarian-fed" hens, but if it be your will, grant that I may just get past the milk section in peace. Yea, though I walk through the valley of death, let me push my cart blissfully by the ultra-pasteurized "fresh" dairy products and the "fat-free" half and half and never pause and mutter under my breath. In Your mercy, let me gaze past the fat-free milk that "promotes brain health" by adding something while taking away the fat that provides the cholesterol the brain thrives on. Let me lie down in green pastures in a land of raw milk and honey, and let farmer's markets filled with real food be within ten minutes of my house, all the days of my life. Amen.
V. O Lord hear my prayer.
R. And let my cry come unto Thee.