Sigh of Relief

NA NA NA NA
NA NA NA NA
HEY HEY
GoodBye!

Take it away, Nylons!

Suisan is caffeinated. Suisan is showered. Suisan is skipping around the house with her arms over her head, wrists flapping to the left, to the left, and to the right!

NA NA NA NA HEY HEY GoodBye!

Not to worry folks, this is not the insane ravings of girl heading into mania after the holiday blues. No, No. This is joy, relief, and some measure of exhaustion combined to produce the "MY CHILDREN ARE IN SCHOOL!!" gleeful dance.

I didn't say a prayer of thanksgiving during Thanksgiving (Although I did confuse my family by singing "We Gather Together to Ask the Lord's Blessings" at 45 rpm like a chipmunk as we all sat down to eat.), nor did I say one during Christmas, but I'll gladly say one now:

Thank you, Lord, for for providing us with schools.
Thank you for the teachers, the principals and the staff
Who care enough to come to school every day,
To keep the doors open, to feed the children,
And to comfort them when they fall.

Thank you, Lord, for the teachers.
Who, in your infinite wisdom, you have decreed
Will never be paid enough to compensate for their
Years of study, daily sacrifices, and moments of genius.
Who, everyday, take in my children,
And rescue me from the burden of caring for the little scamps
Who would rather fight about what chair they are sitting on
Than eat the breakfast laid before them.
My sanity is restored. My soul is replenished. Amen.

Please turn your hymnals to "Eternal Father" and sing along with me the alternate verse as printed in your bulletin. After the hymn please remain standing during the recessional and join us in Fellowship Hall after the service for coffee and fellowship. All are welcome.

Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
Our schools are redemptory!