Wait for the LORD

Be Thou My Vision. Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart; naught be all else to me, save that Thou art Thou my best thought, by day or by night, Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light. Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou my great father, I Thy true son, Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one. Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,  Thou mine inheritance, now and always; Thou and Thou only, first in my heart, High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art. High King of heaven, my victory won,  May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heav'n's Sun! Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all. Amen.                                                                                                              

Oh the joys of dishes! Never ending are they not? So at our house doing the dishes is my responsibility. So day after day (sometimes not every day) I get the joy of tackling a pile of dishes. Which can be quite satisfying when you are all done, and you look around the kitchen and the counters are clean, and your job is done! Though at other times can just be a bore. (though good music usually helps with that :) ) I was sure, there must be some sort of poem about dishes out there and I found two that I liked.  1. Thank God for Dirty dishes They have a tale to tell. While other may go hungry, We're eating very well. With home, health, and hapiness I shouldn't want to fuss By the stack of evidence, God's been very good to us. 2. Please be a dear Do your dishes here For if you do not The house will be wrought With people dismayed  By the mess that's displayed And hence are not able To dine at the table For lack of clean dishes Restric