My Grandma McCue passed away my senior year of high school. I miss her and wish often that she was around to teach me all the womenly arts, like sewing, cross stitch, quilting, cooking, etc. She was the stereotypicial grandma right down to the glasses, round belly, and apron. She was a fellow homemaker who made everyone feel at home. After my Grandpa passed away ten years after her, I received a placard that hung in her kitchen. It is simply titled,
"My Kitchen Prayer".
Bless my pretty kitchen Lord
And light it with Thy Love.
Help me plan and cook my meals
From Thy heavenly home above.
Bless our meals with Thy Presence
And warm them with Thy grace;
Watch over me as I do my work,
Washing pots and pans and plates.
The service I am trying to do
Is to make my family content,
So bless my eager efforts Lord
And make them heaven sent.
I don't think I could say it better. It is all about our perspective. If chores are a chore, then we will easily get annoyed and run down. But if we see each chore as a way of helping and caring, we will feel the joy in the role God has given us. Thanks Grandma.
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