A Psalm for Difficult Days

The Lord is my Protector and Provider.
I shall learn to want what I have,
            not necessarily have what I want.
He maketh me to lie down
            when I would stay up and watch TV.
He leadeth me through best buy bargain shopping
            and giveth me wisdom to make ends meet.
He restoreth my soul when I take time to meet with Him
            and listen to His voice,
      even when other voices are louder.
He keepeth the doctor's doors open
            when my child steppeth on his glasses.

Yea, though I walk through the deep valley of litter and laundry,
            I will fear no unpardonable stains
                        for Thy forgiveness is with me.
Thy Spirit convicteth me when I yell at the kids
            so that I ask their forgiveness as well.
Thy counsel comforteth me
            when I can't afford a psychologist.

Thou preparest a table before me
            sometimes with the assistance of drive-thru or take-out.
Thou anointest my head with gray hair.
            My garbage runneth over.

Surely clutter, noise and confusion may follow me
            most of the days of my life,
     and I shall dwell in a normally dysfunctional home
            (of which there are many at Daybreak)
     knowing that someday we will dwell in peace forever.