When my kids were little Psalty the Singing Songbook was popular in the American Christian realm. One of his story tapes (my kids are that old!) included the song, "Make Me a Servant".
My then 4 year-old daughter sang it thusly:
"Give me a servant, humble and true..."
And I would think, "He did! And I'm it!"
Admit it. If you have children, you've felt that way. Or surely you've said,
"Isn't there someone else we could call, 'Mom', for just a few hours?"
Finally, the answer is, YES!!!!!
Admittedly, you will need a rather large kitchen to accommodate her,
but Robo-Maid has arrived.
Check her out here http://snurl.com/4ufgl
Blessings on you!
Marilyn
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Thursday, October 30, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I Don't Want to Die Today
I had a little health scare last week and, since I have more imagination than I need, I ran through a few scenarios, all of which ended in sudden death. It's interesting that my scenarios never include more realistic things like illness and hospital bills - nothing but catastrophic death is dramatic enough for my imagination!
So, as I'm thinking about dying I have a very peaceful feeling. I'm convinced that Jesus' death on the cross was enough to get me into heaven and frankly - in a purely self-centered way - I’m looking forward to it.
But, this morning, as I was thinking about the things I am doing, and plan on doing in the near future, for my husband and kids I realized; I don't wanna' go! It's not that they can't get along without me; they could. It's that I really believe what I do for them makes a difference in their lives.
What do I do? I try to keep them fed (no small task for two college students.) Since their time at home is so limited, I help out with their laundry and errands. I am the communications hub and social secretary. I nag them to make their doctor appointments. And I listen. I rub their backs and say “Mm-hmm” while they discuss the latest frustration, joy or newsy tidbits. I smile when they come in the room.
Suddenly, I feel so important!
It’s kind of nice.
I hope you are feeling important today.
Blessings on you!
Marilyn
So, as I'm thinking about dying I have a very peaceful feeling. I'm convinced that Jesus' death on the cross was enough to get me into heaven and frankly - in a purely self-centered way - I’m looking forward to it.
But, this morning, as I was thinking about the things I am doing, and plan on doing in the near future, for my husband and kids I realized; I don't wanna' go! It's not that they can't get along without me; they could. It's that I really believe what I do for them makes a difference in their lives.
What do I do? I try to keep them fed (no small task for two college students.) Since their time at home is so limited, I help out with their laundry and errands. I am the communications hub and social secretary. I nag them to make their doctor appointments. And I listen. I rub their backs and say “Mm-hmm” while they discuss the latest frustration, joy or newsy tidbits. I smile when they come in the room.
Suddenly, I feel so important!
It’s kind of nice.
I hope you are feeling important today.
Blessings on you!
Marilyn
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