I come to you today just as I am.
My hands I raise to you and ask for them to be blessed.
Only you know, Lord, all that I do with my hands. I prepare meals, fix toys, break up fights, assume the role of doctor, nurse, teacher, and maid. While keeping them clean while being a mom may be difficult, as long as they are clean in your eyes, I’ll be happy.
Help me to understand what it means to be content in whatever state I am. Not wishing for things to be different, like others, or the way they used to be. But instead, seeing that in the present you have blessed me.
Help me draw closer to you, even though I have so little time. Show me how to turn the little moments into big ones, and let me thrive on your love.
Teach me how to raise my children the way you would raise them. In fact, raise them through me instead. I only want the best for my kids, and the best would be you, God.
Thank you for all of your many blessings. I love you so much.
The Sticky Mom