I had prayed to God for patience,
Then my dog pooped up my floor.
Now I cannot help but wonder,
“Do I want it anymore?”
NOT THE DOG!
Of course I love her.
But this patience:
It’s a trial!
And the things I do to build it
Sometimes do not make me smile.
Well, I’ve cleaned that diarrhea,
And I cannot help but ask,
“Has my patience been increasing
As I worked through this grim task?”
If it did, I did not see it,
But I’m trusting in the Lord
Not to give me much more patience
Than I truly can afford!
September 23, 2013