Waking Up My Girls

I would have posted last night but I got hit with a migraine!

So, I'm making up for it and posting today, in my jammies and before my shower.....hey, whatever it takes to get a slice of our life to you people!

I just found myself yelling at my girls, "I'm tired of yelling at you guys to get out of bed!" I had to chuckle, because I sounded just like my mom!!

All of my girls sleep in one large room, and we keep sort of late hours at night, I mean, Daddy comes in and prays with the girls at about 10:15 or so.....hey, don't shoot me! We do things a little differently here......

I used to be a fanatic that the kids had to be prayed for and lights out at 9:30. I nagged my husband TO DEATH about it too. I would pout and stew and simmer and just get mad when he didn't get in to pray with everyone by my time.....

Now that I'm becoming, I decided to let it go! My husband actually said one day that it drove him crazy to hear me constantly nagging at him to pray with the kids every night. So, from then on, I decided to just let him fly by the seat of his pants with bedtime.

It was tough at first. I'd lay in bed and bite my tongue and yes, stew and simmer and get mad, but I held my tongue!

Now I realize what a blessing he is to me! I mean, he brushes the little ones' teeth every night! He makes sure everyone's in bed! He takes it upon himself to pray with the kids each night.....and he gets his silliness and tickles in too! What more could I ask?? I can lounge in bed and let him take over!

Who cares what kind of schedule he wants to keep?

It's one less thing that I have to do......especially at night! I'm NOT a night owl!

So........my mom would say to me, after she had tried and tried to get my brother (who was far worse at getting out of bed than me!) and me out of bed.....

"You'll understand when you're a mom!"

Funny thing is, I looked at my mom the other day....

And I said....

"I understand!"

Reflections on a gorgeous morning

This morning I took my husband to work again. He had to be there early, as he does every Saturday, and so I got up and prepared to take him in. It only takes about 5 minutes to get to his work, and as I stepped out my front door, I was totally unprepared and taken aback by the utter splendor that met my senses.

The sky was a soft blue, the very barest of blues, and the sun had just come up, startling the soft sky with a gilded, golden peachy stain. The air was still and quiet, hushed with anticipation. The blossoming cherry trees showed off their frocks of delicate pink and white with abandon, and the daphne by the front door intoxicated me with its heavy, alluring fragrance. As I dropped my husband off, I found myself wishing that it took longer to get to his work so that I could just drive somewhere, anywhere, just to behold the morning! I drove, and felt goose bumps rise on my skin as I realized that the presence of the Lord was very near.

I said to Him, "Lord, I feel You, and I thank you so much for making this morning. I realize that You made this morning just for me, just to show me how much You love me. Thank You for gracing me with Your presence."

As I got out of the car to go in the house, I meandered slowly across the street, for the express purpose of breathing deeply of the mellow, crisply sweet air that surrounded me like a cloak.

Yes, God is so good to me to bring me a morning like this morning.

The thing is......it wasn't just for me!

Did you notice it too???