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 matching blocks,

Cooking, cleaning and 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.

Used in bulletin 5/1/09