Dear Lord, I really cannot be the saint who kneels down with you, meditating and praying.
I need to become a saint also by the household chores I have to tackle in my house.
Help me to please you even when I turn on the oven, when I cook the food and when I do the dishes.
If I have the hands of Martha, give me also the heart of her sister Mary.
When I’m on my knees washing the floor, I remember of your hands which healed and forgave sick and sinful people.
When I’m polishing shoes, I remember of your feet wearing sandals.
Forgive me for not having much free time to pray.
Give your blessing to our humble home.
Do not abandon me when I feel sad or lonely.
If I tend to complain occasionally be patient with me.
And when I serve the food I had prepared for my family, I invite you to come and join us.
Because when I’m serving my family, I am also serving You.
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