I can’t scrub the dirt off
the kitchen floor
(or my soul)
I want to give up,
but I get down on my knees.
You’ve shown me that
practical prayers and elbow grease
accomplish so many things.
I say grace for the clearing,
the cleansing, the calm;
for everything I feel inside, but haven't said,
for seeing who I actually was underneath the film,
for the fact that You never gave up on me.
for allowing me to work for what I want,
so I know I've earned it and You've blessed it.
IF YOU LIKE THIS PRAYER, YOU'LL LOVE FROM RAGS TO RICHES!