I grew up in a very Norwegian family of eleven, and some of my earliest memories are of my grandmother Olga, born in 1898 and matriarch of the clan, pedaling away on the old Singer sewing machine as she sang old songs and stories from her youth. How I wish now that I had taken the time to learn them! There is the Norwegian Table Prayer, however, that I will never forget as us kids had to recite it in Norske in unison before every meal. It goes like this:
I Jesu navn går vi til bords
Og spiser, drikker på ditt ord
Deg, Gud, til aere, oss til gavn
Så får vi mat i Jesu navn.
The translation is:
In Jesus’ name we go to the table
To eat and drink according to his word.
To God, the honor, to us the gain,
So we have food in Jesus’ name.
I truly miss Olga and her stern ways. She would never let me rest while I churned butter, and I thought her mean at the time. Now I know she was firm with me because she wanted firm butter. Have a great day!