A city-slicker went to the countryside to visit his cousin, who owned and operated a farm. When they sat down to the table for dinner, the farmer bowed his head and gave thanks for the meal. His sophisticated relative said with a condescending tone, “This is old-fashioned. Nobody with an education prays before meals anymore.”

The farmer agreed that the practice was indeed old-fashioned, and admitted that there were even some on his farm who did not pray before their meals.

With smug satisfaction, the cousin remarked, “So enlightenment is finally reaching the farm! Who are these wise individuals of whom you speak?”

The farmer replied, “My pigs.”

To be truly human, one must pray.

“Pray continually.”—1 Thessalonians 5:17