Woman's World
By Judy Haralson

[Judy Haralson is a psychotherapist living in Austin, Texas]

My world is made up of Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays,

            Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays, Mondays

Washing, ironing, cooking, cleaning, churching

Mending clothes, turning down radios, wiping noses and

            bottoms

Answering telephones and door bells

Letting dogs in and letting dogs out

Taking children to and bringing children from

Fixing food, making beds, mopping floors

Rejoicing, crying, listening

Rejoicing with Jill when her cat has kittens

Crying with Brad when his kite string breaks

Listening to David's tales of Sesame Street

I must communicate with my husband

Share with my neighbors

Empathize with my friends

Organize myself, my home, my children, my husband, the

            women at the church

On and on, endlessly, my world goes

Then Jesus steps into the uttermost parts of my world and

            speaks

He speaks through little mouths, teary eyes, hurt looks

            He speaks through closed doors, trusting hands, unuttered

            wishes

He speaks through David as we make a cake

"Me help, Mommy, me help"

"David, if you wouldn't help so much I could get it done a lot

            better, in half the time"

Then I listen as the great God says to me

"Judy, if you just wouldn't help so much I could get it done

            better, in half the time"

Updated Tuesday, June 12, 2001