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Tuesday, June 28, 2016
Thank the Lord for Dirty Dishes
Mama hollers "Supper time, And don't make me tell you twice Wash your hands and wipe your face. The table's no place for your toys, And try to use your inside voice, Don't dig in 'til we say Grace." So we put down our forks and bowed our heads And then she prayed the strangest prayer ever said:
"I wanna thank You Lord, For noisy children and slamming doors, And clothes scattered all over the floor, A husband workin' all the time, Draggin' in dead tired at night, My never ending messy kitchen And dirty dishes."
We all got real still and quiet, And daddy asked "Honey, you alright?" She said, "There ain't nothing wrong, Noisy kids are happy kids, And slamming doors just means we live, In a warm and loving home, Your long hours and those dishes in the sink, Means a job and enough to eat.
So I'm gonna thank You Lord, For noisy children and slamming doors, And clothes scattered all over the floor, A husband workin' all the time, Draggin' in dead tired at night, My never ending messy kitchen
For my little busy bees Beggin' mama, mama can you please? Always wantin' me and callin' me Loads of laundry pilin' up Crayons crushed into the rug In those little sticky kisses And dirty dishes, And dirty dishes..."