WHAT DID YOU DO ALL DAY?

WHAT DID YOU DO ALL DAY?

 This story is dedicated to the vast multitudes of women who work incredibly hard –  inside and outside the home – those whom we men (all too often) fail to consistently value and appreciate.

 John came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and candy wrappers strewn all around the front garden.

 The door of his wife Valerie’s car was open, as was the front door to the house, and there was no sign of the dog.  Proceeding into the hall, John found an even bigger mess.  A lamp had been knocked over, and the rug was piled up against one wall.  In the family room, the television was loudly blaring The Cartoon Channel although no one was watching, and the room was loaded with toys and various items of clothing.

 Dishes filled the sink in the kitchen, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the refrigerator door was open wide, dog food was strewn on the floor, broken glass lay under the table and a small pile of sand was blocking the back door.

 John quickly raced upstairs, navigating through more toys and clothes, desperately searching for his wife.  He was worried that she might be ill, collapsed on the floor, or that some other serious thing had occurred.

 This worried husband was met by a tiny trickle of water winding its way out of the bathroom door.  As he peered inside, he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn out over the floor.  Rolls of toilet paper lay in wet heaps and blue toothpaste was smeared all over the mirror and sink.

 Rushing to the bedroom, he found Valerie curled up comfortably in bed, wearing her pajamas and casually reading a popular novel.  She looked up at him, smiled lazily, and asked how his day had been.

 John gazed down at Valerie, quite bewildered, as he inquired firmly, “What happened here today?”

 Valerie just grinned and responded, “John, you know how you come home from work every day and ask me sarcastically, ‘What in the world did I DO all day long?’”

 “Yes,” was John’s startled and sheepish reply.

 Valerie answered, “Well, today I just didn’t do it!”

Gentlemen, let’s think about it…and remember to show ample amounts of love and appreciation.

 Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING.  Maranatha!