Thank God: For Dirty Dishes, Smelly Clothes and Unmade Beds.

My dishwasher is broken. It's been broken for two weeks now, and after the repairman examined it and declared it fried, we were informed it would be another two weeks to get parts and fix it. I really don't mind washing dishes; it's a contemplative time for me and my brain drifts away "to the Vesuvian Bay" with my hands in the soapy water!

I ran across this poem, author anonymous, that I hung near the sink to keep my attitude where it needs to be and I wanted to share it. I have a couple of friends with toddlers and preschoolers, and we are constantly fighting the mess in our houses. So, Traci and Beth, this is for you, too!

Thank You, God

Thank you, God, for all I have to do today.

Thanks, God, for this sink of dirty dishes,

It shows we have plenty to eat.

Thanks, God, for this pile of dirty, stinky laundry;

It shows we have plenty of clothes to wear.

Thanks, God, for those unmade beds in there.

They were warm and so comfortable last night

And I know there are many who have no beds.

Thanks, God, for this bathroom; complete with all the

Splattered mirror, soggy, grimy towels and dirty commode.

They are so convenient.

Thanks, God, for this finger-smudged refrigerator

That needs defrosting.

It is full of cold drinks and enough leftovers

For two or three meals.

Thanks, God, for this oven

That absolutely must be cleaned today.

It has baked so many things over the years.

The whole family is grateful for that grass that needs mowing,

The lawn that needs raking; we all enjoy the yard.

Thanks, God, even for that slamming screen door.

My kids are healthy and able to run and play.

Lord, the presence of all these chores awaiting me

Says you have richly blessed my family.

I shall do them all cheerfully

And I shall do them all gratefully.

Amen