I am a light sleeper and often this has been a good thing. It gives me the edge to get the child to the bathroom before an accident or soothe someone back into sleep before they fully wake. This time when that small voice asks me to sleep with them, I couldn't resist their plea. Don't get me wrong. Too many nights in a row and I have no problem denying this type of request and going back to my own bed. Moms needs sleep people!
I don't sleep with my children; they are violent, restless sleepers. I've tried and been kicked in the face for my efforts. The only times they have been in my bed has been either due to nursing, fever or breathing issues. Otherwise, they have siblings to share a room with if they are scared. So, last night was really more a game of resting next to him until I sensed his breathing deepen. Sometimes the next day is difficult due to the interrupted sleep - aka Mama is grumpy!
These kids are not mine, but God's. Last night was one of those nights, that Jesus met me as I am waiting for my youngest to settle back to sleep. Peace and contentment filled me and for those few moments, I was glad to have been awoken. I wish I remembered to pray for them more often, but am still working on my prayer warrior status. Careful what you wish for! I don't want to be awoken every night Lord. Thanks anyway. ;)
You see, my husband had cancer in his adolescent years, so we had doubted the ability to even have children. The fact that we have three healthy children is a miracle! I confess I lose sight of this fact often, especially when I am tired and cranky. The noise level and requests of three healthy children is very all-consuming, but I am learning to give myself grace for simply surviving. I worked from home for about 5 years, but the demands of homeschooling alongside became too much to balance. I was tired of surviving and wanted to move to thriving.
Last night as I smoothed my son's hair from his head and lay next to him, I felt that peace of knowing... I am right where I am meant to be. I took a few extra minutes after I knew he was asleep to thank the Lord for him and watching his sweet face in slumber. I even tucked a finger in his little fist for a few tender moments. Then I slowly inched off his noisy bed to go back to mine; it was a comical sight! The things we do out of love for out kids include: snaking off to the floor, body party by body part, and crawling to the door so they don't hear our knee crack when we stand -true story!
God is so good to continually remind me that I am on the right path, or giving me a nudge to get back on it. I'm grateful He is always there when I call in the middle of the night too and He is always well rested and ready to love me.
time in the dark, when everything was silent....
it was a mystical pause... and I remembered to pray!
May I do so more often!
When do you find the moment to pause? and pray?