Building Bridges
by Darlene Miller
As I was washing dishes, oh! my hands were moving fast,
And still upon occasion a dish came flying past.
For there beside me, to my left, a little lad of three
Was standing on a kitchen chair, so gladly "helping" me!
He filled my sink much faster than my hands could get things clean.
A child with more ambition I don't think I've ever seen!
And on my right...another chair...another lad of three
(A twin to brother on the left, most folks can plainly see).
He too was helping joyfully, a smile upon his face,
While for each cup or bowl he rinsed, somehow he found a place.
They looked a bit haphazard, all those dishes left to dry,
And it seemed inefficient when observed by well-trained eye.
Two little boys were soaking wet when we at last were through,
I could have done a better job all by myself, it's true.
Yet I feel so rewarded, though my dishes may not shine,
For we were building bridges from their little hearts to mine!
3 comments:
That is sweet. :)
Hi. Sister Vicky! I learned about this blogging thing just a few weeks ago. I always said I didn't have the time for such as this. But I have found it is fun and another way to stay in fellowship! I understand you are going to be coming to the Mother /Daughter Day for Missions at Antioch. YEAH!!!
Hope to hear from you soon...and Becky too! She and I use to talk periodically, but it's been awhile. I sure love her...and miss our talks.
Hey, Sister Vivian! Welcome to Blogland! You're right--it's a great way to stay in touch with fellow church members and loved ones. It can be a real encouragement and blessing.
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