A Mother's Prayer

Lord You say that you want all of me
And yet I don't have anymore of me left
I am constantly taking care of everyone else
That there isn't anything left to spare
I try to take a moment to feel Your peace
But then my attention is taken away
Someone needs a diaper, a cup of juice, a kiss on a boo boo
There's a pile that needs to be cleaned, a mouth that needs to be fed
My attention is pulled into every single direction
By the end of the day I fall into bed
Exhausted by the everyday routine
My guitar longs for me to play You a song
To remember the way things once were
When I could give You all of my attention
I could feel You in every breath of my being
I could lay in the floor and meditate on being with You
How I long for the days when life was so simple
I get so caught up in the needs of everyone that I think that
the days fly by and can I even remember when I last prayed
You must think I am way too easily distracted
When I really want to sit down at Your feet
Hear the things that make my heart leap
My soul is so thirsty, famished from missing Your presence
But I care for the little ones
You care for the little ones
You gently remind me that everything I do is seen
Every small kind gesture, every time I breathe a silent prayer
You hear me, and You see me
I am not working in vain
I praise You through my everyday chaos
I see You in the eyes of my children
I worship you cleaning up a mess, laughing with my children
You tell me to stop and see You in the small things, the wind in the trees
The sunshine through the window, the rain patters on the roof
Even if I think I'm far from You,
You are so interwoven into my life
I take You everywhere I go