It is time for a new bottle of Joy
I keep a bottle of Joy dish soap beside my sink. The dish soap Joy, isn’t any better than another brand. I could buy Dawn or Palmolive, I just need soap to get the dishes clean But my friend’s name is Joy, and I buy the brand name Joy, to remind me to pray for her.
The label on the bottle I have been using has worn off. I forget to pray if I don’t have a reminder.
Joy had asked me to pray for her son, Andrew. Andrew was born with an extra chromosome. The extra chromosome he was given, makes him smile more, and give hugs more freely. Andrew’s running hugs on Sunday mornings at church were what I missed most when we moved from Minnesota.
In a few minutes I have to go and wash all the pots from supper last night.
I don’t like dirty dishes. I would rather be writing or painting than scrubbing a pot.
Perhaps I need to change how I look at the dirty dishes in the sink. Instead of dreading the sink and the rubber gloves, I will think of the dirty dishes as an opportunity to pray.
Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. Mark 11:24
All of my pots are dirty. Andrew will be covered in prayer.
I will enjoy the dirty pots today. I have a new bottle of Joy.
About Pamela Hodges
My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.