London is faithfully, and without exception, my alarm clock - typically 5:00 (or 5:15 if she's gracious).
One that has brought me LIFE, and one that has restored my Joy.
I'm coming out of the valley...
|I find her bedhead hilariously delightful.|
My very first and instant reaction of every single morning was anger and frustration.
I heaved my sighs, I flung back my blankets, and I have grown some permanent grumpy wrinkles from those weeks on end of Angry.
And then one day it changed.
God was gracious and let me grump for days about having zero time, about being permanently exhausted, and about how daily I felt as though I was living off of my very last nerve - with no time for Him, no time for exercise, no time for ME.
And oh so softly - He breathed back: "You have time. You have plenty of time. How badly do you want it?"
And so we made a deal...
Or maybe I made a promise.
|The Hoolie Boys' new sleeping quarters...by the fire.|
And pretty much every single day since then He has given me an hour and a half, at least.
I get my coffee, I grab my Bible, I sit at His feet, and I watch the sunrise....every single morning.
And I have found myself again.
Or rather - I have found Him.
|Sometimes school looks like this...|
And I want to know Him - and I know my need for Him - in ways I have never known before.
I am remembering how to breathe.
I am remembering how to slow.
I do have time. And there is wonder in the remembering.
|Sometimes school looks like THIS...|
Muscles get lame and lethargic if they are no longer used.
And worry and stress are so polar opposite of trust and of rest...
We can't fill with joy until we learn to trust.
"May the God of HOPE fill you with all JOY and PEACE as you TRUST in Him, so that you may overflow." ~ Romans 15:13
So that we may overflow.....
|My brother's love overflowed to us, and he bought us this new couch.|
Kev's brother overflowed to us, and he bought us a huge t.v.
I feel rich.
"In a broken world - when we remember how He blesses, loves us, when we recollect His goodness to us, we heal - we re-member." ~ Ann Voskamp.
When Mark Buchanan - a famous preacher - was asked what his greatest regret was, he said: "Being in a hurry." Of all of the things in the world, that is what he said. "Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me. I cannot think of a single advantage I've ever gained from being in a hurry. Through all that haste I thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away."
As a Mama, this speaks to me.
This makes me bleed.
I know this rushing.
And when will I ever learn?
But our kids are still young...and their Mama's still learning.
And in Christ, I fill up - so that I may overflow - onto them...
|Legos. Always Legos.|
It's so urgent - and it's so important - that it requires we live it slow.
Multiply my moments, Jesus.
There's a sign in my kitchen - and it's written for me:
Slow. Children at Play.
You awaken me to the glory of Now.
Keep me present in the reality of Here.
My Life. An altar, Jesus....
And we continue Afresh this Journey of Joy.