Blessed are those who work behind the scenes —
the dishwashers,
the line cooks,
and the sous chefs,
the delivery truck drivers,
and the shelf-stockers,
the shut-ins who pray,
but say, “I wish I could do more,”
the gardener who weeds
and weeds
and weeds,
making the garden beautiful
by removing the unsightly,
knowing most people will only notice
where he fails to do his job.
Blessed are the set-changers
and the prop placers,
the page-turner for the pianist,
the proof-readers,
the collaters
and assemblers,
the trash emptiers,
and the little man with the push broom
who sweeps the last of the refuse in the dust pan
before shutting off the light
and closing the door.
Each person
Each small act
Is seen
And noted
by the One who sees all.
All work can be an act of worship.

Very well said!
Amen.
This is lovely, Sally.
Thanks, Cynda.