It's Good To Be Known
Friday night the family had a hurry of
clean-up before bedtime. I’d been slacking on it all week
since I’d been sick, but Friday night I told the girls
everything had to be picked up. “But can’t we leave out
a couple games, Mommy?” Maddie asked.
“No, kiddo, tomorrow we’re having people over for
dinner and I don’t want to have to clean up the house on my
birthday. Fair?” I asked, and Maddie reluctantly nodded.
That night I lay in bed with Cora saying prayers, and I was going
through our usual blessings when Cora said, “Oh, I’ve
got something to add!” I turned it over to her.
“Dear Lord, thank you for
Mommy’s birthday coming tomorrow! Thank you that we can sleep
in, and snuggle, and eat yummy pancakes!” I smiled.
Cora continued.
“But most of all, Lord, thank you for a tidy house, so Mommy
can wake up with a peaceful heart. Amen.”
It’s good to be known.
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