Don't Wait to Pray
We do not need to bow our heads,
or fold our hands and kneel,
When we desire to speak to God
His presence we can feel.
While hands are busy making beds,
or planning daily meals,
Or busy washing little things
and mending toes and heels;
Or busy cleaning pots and pans,
or dusting up the floor,
Our hands can be right on the job
but hearts to God can soar.
When making beds we should thank God
for white sheets which we spead.
For millions never know the feel
of a nice, clean, comfy bed.
And when we're busy making meals
it's nice to breathe a prayer,
And thank God for the rich supply
of good food everywhere.
Though washing dishes is a chore
and we don't like to do it.
Thank God there was food on the plate
and we had strength to chew it.
When tempted to complain and fret
it's time to stop a minute,
And thank God for our "home sweet home"
and everybody in it.
It really "happies" up the heart
and merrily it sings
When we take time to talk to God
'bout little homey things.
We should not wait until the night
to thank God for His care;
In every minute, every hour
there's reason for a prayer.
**Author unknown to me
I am in commando declutter mode around here. I have been clipping and saving little bits of helpful information throughout my married life....and that's it. Just saving them. Sometimes they are in my nightstand drawer, a folder, the junk drawer, the cookbook, etc. I know a great idea is to store them in a household binder but I am not even remotely interested in adding ANYTHING else to this house right now. So in an effort to rid my house of these little bits and bobs of paper, I'm going to post them here, like a cork board...my own Pinterest, if you will.