The table . . . has God's fingerprints all over it. We participate in a mystery whenever we eat food. Indeed, every meal is sacramental. Through eating, death is resurrected into life. Dead fish, dead figs . . . are transformed into the living tissue of our bodies. Through some mystery brewing deep inside of us, all dead matter comes to life imprinted with our chromosomes. We receive the world's bounty as a gift from God, kill it so we can eat it, bless it, swallow it, and convert it into more life. This is an event I would call sacred — a holy occurrence.

Kelton Cobb, Feasting With God by Holly W. Whitcomb