I wrote this over a year ago when almost our entire family was struck with something. I'll say it again...sickness in a large family is a very effective means of sanctification. :)
Now it's headaches and fever and chills and coughing. Three down yesterday. Two more today, and I'm praying God will spare me at least until everyone else feels better.
How wonderful it is to know that God has a purpose in this, too. Pray I'll be a kind and patient Mama, please.
Eight Arms, Please, Lord
Eight arms, please, Lord
Oh, I think it would be good
I could comfort, clean, and cook
And still hold sweet baby, too
I could get her tea and him his pills
Give him a blanket and her a book
And her a drink and him some kleenex
All without dispensing THE Look
You know, the Look that says to all
I'm only one person, with only two hands
Let me lie down, too, instead
And please quiet all these demands
'Cause when Mama's sick, there's no time off
Dishes to clean, sheets to wash, tea to brew
Babies to cuddle, backs to rub, meals to make
And all done with love and hand-blown kisses, too
But since additional appendages
Aren't Your ordinary means
I'd much prefer more grace and faith
And a heart that firmly clings
To Your providential care
Your tender Father's love
That only gives the best of gifts
With wisdom from above
A quiet heart for then I'll plead
And strength to do the next best task
And perhaps a nap thrown in somewhere
Yes, this is what I ask.
~Trisha Poff
Making Your Home an Oasis
3 years ago



