This is the Day
The house needs cleaning. Again. Why does it always fall on me?
This is the Day
Can't anyone ever appreciate anything that I do around here? I'm forever picking up after everyone and cleaning up their messes. The least they could do is appreciate it and not make more work.
That the Lord hath made
I can't believe it. It's almost 10.30 and the boys still haven't done the breakfast dishes. If it was left up to them, nothing would get done around here.
That the Lord hath made
I wish they'd hurry up and get out of the bathroom. I have things to do. I have to wash my hair. Why can't they think of someone else for a change?
We will rejoice
I've had enough of this hair. I'm ready to cut it all off. It's one thing for DH to say he likes long hair - he doesn't have to deal with it.
We will rejoice
I wish I was a man. DH and Son#3 and Son#4 are going hunting. They get to do what they want to do. No one undoes all their hard work.
And be glad in it
They don't realise how lucky they are. They have no idea how difficult it is to be a woman. I'd just like to see how they'd cope being pregnant, or suffering with PMT, or enduring hot flushes every night. They've got it so easy.
And be glad in it
Everything is getting on my nerves. And I've still got so many other things to do. Why do I always take on too much?
For this is the Day
So what is my problem?
That the Lord hath made
Tiredness?
We will rejoice
Laziness?
And be glad in it
Selfishness?
This is the Day
All of the above but yet it's more than that.
This is the Day
I missed my Quiet Time today. I let other things crowd it out. I told myself that I could do it later.
That the Lord hath made.
Lord, forgive me, for thinking I could do it in my own strength.
The house needs cleaning. Again. Why does it always fall on me?
This is the Day
Can't anyone ever appreciate anything that I do around here? I'm forever picking up after everyone and cleaning up their messes. The least they could do is appreciate it and not make more work.
That the Lord hath made
I can't believe it. It's almost 10.30 and the boys still haven't done the breakfast dishes. If it was left up to them, nothing would get done around here.
That the Lord hath made
I wish they'd hurry up and get out of the bathroom. I have things to do. I have to wash my hair. Why can't they think of someone else for a change?
We will rejoice
I've had enough of this hair. I'm ready to cut it all off. It's one thing for DH to say he likes long hair - he doesn't have to deal with it.
We will rejoice
I wish I was a man. DH and Son#3 and Son#4 are going hunting. They get to do what they want to do. No one undoes all their hard work.
And be glad in it
They don't realise how lucky they are. They have no idea how difficult it is to be a woman. I'd just like to see how they'd cope being pregnant, or suffering with PMT, or enduring hot flushes every night. They've got it so easy.
And be glad in it
Everything is getting on my nerves. And I've still got so many other things to do. Why do I always take on too much?
For this is the Day
So what is my problem?
That the Lord hath made
Tiredness?
We will rejoice
Laziness?
And be glad in it
Selfishness?
This is the Day
All of the above but yet it's more than that.
This is the Day
I missed my Quiet Time today. I let other things crowd it out. I told myself that I could do it later.
That the Lord hath made.
Lord, forgive me, for thinking I could do it in my own strength.
Comments
Like a meal, we (me included) shouldn't keep going throughout the day saying how hungry we are when all we need to do is eat. All we need is to take the time...even if it may be a different time than usual.
So, don't go hungry, read the Word!
~Many Blessings!!