I think I need to start reading this before I get out of bed each morning...
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 on me to be a mom
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with building 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 minute, 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 stop to kiss
That precious smile.
~ Author Unknown