Give me awareness that each word I say Is taken to heart by my children each day. Help me to know that the housework I do Has purpose and reason, significance, too. The laundry I wash, the dishes I do, It's not all in vain if I do it for You. Though I receive no pats on my back, I do understand that there's nothing I lack. Though there are sun, moon and stars, clouds may cover them.
Lamps glow, candles flicker and fires blaze, but all eventually burn out.
Even the light of happiness, contentment and bliss are merely bright spots short-lived. The only source of true, eternal light which can never be doused, burnt out or abbreviated is the Love of God. The way that Your eyes see, Then I would grasp the big picture You intend for humanity. And too, at such a vital cost. Sadness and longsuffering Would then not seem in vain, And I could see the sunshine Amidst the pouring rain.