When I was a kid, my chore on Saturday was to polish the furniture and polish shoes. I thought about this as I was applying black polish to my black leather clogs a few minutes ago. And of course every day stuff had to be done: help with cooking, washing dishes (no dishwasher back in those days), drying dishes (my older brother and I took turns washing/drying). Our three younger sisters weren't much help at that time. And a room of my very own? Not until said older brother married and moved out did I get one. And we only had one bathroom for this family of seven, and three bedrooms. Kids today have it made...But they don't think so.
But, even though we had only ONE bathroom, it was indoors, and we had electricity and running water. I guess we were pretty blessed after all, although it didn't always seem so at the time!
It helps to keep things in perspective...and I do. So I am thankful for the gas dryer that is about to receive Dick's now clean work clothes. And for the furniture that is about to be relieved of its protective dust covering...under this solid house roof...as I pray for the safety of our troops, who often sleep outdoors under the stars or sun overhead...and often on an empty stomach.
Just some Saturday random thoughts. Count your blessings, y'all!




