Dear Lord, I am sick to death of making beds, cleaning, and all the other jobs that go into keeping this household together. Grant me a clearer sense of my vocation to this work so that I may think less of the drudgery and more of the spiritual opportunity that it gives me.
Be with me in the duties of my day; and when, as now, I feel like dropping from fatigue and boredom and I long to be rid of it all, rouse in me a spirit of endurance and greater generosity.
Help me to make more of an effort to model myself on You. The daily work in the house at Nazareth was not without its hardships, and in the work of Your ministry later on, You were both weary and pressed for time. Help me to remember this when I find myself suffocated by housework. Amen.
from: Holiness for Housewives (and other Working Women) by Dom Hubert Van Zeller (emphasis mine)
If my life could have a "theme prayer," this one would easily be in the top three. Maybe I ought to get it tattooed on my arm.