Laundry Prayer
Laundry is a dreaded task, A never-ending chore.
The sorting, folding, ironing, Just get to be a bore.
But now I have a little trick, God's placed within my head.
As I touch my family's clothes, I pray for them instead.
I say a prayer for him, As cotton shirts I press.
I thank God for my little girl, As I hang her darling dress.
And as I for the hundredth time, Fold his favorite tee.
I ask God's blessing for my son, And for my family.
©2006 Kim Hoeven
Laundry Prayer Humor
God, grant me the serenity to accept the stains I cannot get out, the courage to bleach the ones I can, and the wisdom to pull that one red sock from the load of whites.
Prayer While Doing Laundry
I fill the washer with my husband’s shirts and socks, and ask that you bless him as he wears them to work each day. Give him the grace to see that his work is holy and open his eyes to see the sacredness of each moment of life.
As I sort the tiny socks or the overalls of the children, I smile and remember how blessed I am to have them in my life.
I sort the larger teenage clothing and wonder at how fast these clothes have become larger sizes – and how quickly children grow up. I ask your help as I guide them through each new phase of their lives.
Give me a love that is endless, a heart that forgives them and the humility to ask for their forgiveness when that is right. Help me keep them from danger, and help me to let go and trust you when it is time to do that.
I try so hard to be perfect but lead me to remember that it is here in the smudged, disorganized and disheveled part of life that I find you the nearest.
Thank you, dearest Lord, for so much grace in my life! |