I love country music and one of the country songs that has worked itself into my family’s soundtrack (i.e. a song we sing to ourselves, a lot) is called Another Day in Paradise. It’s by Phil Vassar.
The kids screaming, phone ringing
Dog barking at the mailman bringing
That stack of bills – overdue
Good morning baby, how are you?
Got a half hour, quick shower
Take a drink of milk but the milk’s gone sour
My funny face makes you laugh
Twist the top on and I put it back
There goes the washing machine
Baby, don’t kick it.
I promise I’ll fix it
Long about a million other things
Well, it’s ok. It’s so nice
It’s just another day in paradise
Well, there’s no place that
I’d rather be
Well, it’s two hearts
And one dream
I wouldn’t trade it for anything
And I ask the Lord every night
For just another day in paradise
My wife and I are having another day in paradise.
I woke up to find out that my wife had been up with our youngest who was vomiting from midnight to 2 am.
Our eldest daughter forgot to set her alarm and overslept.
On the way to school we realized that she had forgotten her lunch so–after dropping her off–I ran home, my wife made her a sack lunch, and then I ran it back to her school.
Our refrigerator is leaking water on the kitchen floor.
We think there’s a mouse living under our sink.
We just got a huge bill we weren’t expecting.
My car started making a funny noise on the way to work.
But, I wouldn’t trade any of this for anything!
My wife is an amazing woman and I love her passionately.
I love my family.
I love my job.
I love where I live.
I love my life!
I thank God for the life He’s given me.
I will thank the Lord tonight for everything He’s done for me and–before I say “amen”–I’m going to ask Him for just another day in paradise.