A MOTHER'S PRAYER
Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For life's been anything but calm
Since You called me to be a mom--
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with wooden blocks,
Cooking, cleaning, finding shoes
And other stuff that children lose,
Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs,
A stack of last week's mail to read--
So where's the quiet time I need?
Yet, when I steal a moment, Lord,
Just at the sink or ironing board,
To ask the blessings of Your grace,
I see then, in my small one's face,
That you have blessed me all the while --
And I stoop to kiss that
precious smile.
Author unknown
Friday, December 19, 2008
A Mother's Prayer
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3 comments:
That is such a cool poem!
That's a great poem - reminds me of another short one:
"No worldly honors surround her name
To proclaim wealth or suggest fame.
Acquaint thyself with her sons and daughters--
These are her eternal honors."
Hope you're feeling better!
just dropping by to say hi!
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