We have a funny little family tradition around here that makes alarm clocks unnecessary. My husband rises in the wee hours of the morning and once he vacates the bed, the 7 year olds in my home creep in to take his warm spot. Sometimes it is all three, other times only two, but there is always at least one. We cuddle there in the dark until 6:30ish then we go downstairs for breakfast. If any sleepy heads miss this morning cuddle time they will frequently express their disappointment in tears.
"I missed my cuddle time."
"I am sad because I didn't get morning snuggles."
or as P said this morning, "Mommy, I just need to start the day close to you."
I have commented here before about the fact that I am not a morning person. (As a result I confess I RARELY have a first thing in the morning quiet time--which is very guilt-inducing) It is hard for me to get up and going in a still and quiet house. Additionally, I treasure this special time with my kiddos (that I know they will soon outgrow). Yet, I was so convicted by P's comment this morning.
Wouldn't it be amazing if my heart cried for quiet time being close to my Father the way my children NEED that time with me to get off to a right start. It helps me think of intimacy with Him in a different light. I am not preaching at my children, teaching them any lesson, or even playing with them during those treasured moments. We are simply being together.
I think we so often feel like quiet time has to be on a checklist or has to 'produce' something. What if we are missing the boat? May our hearts' comprehend the sweet value of just drawing close...listening to His heartbeat and being held securely in His arms.
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I love your writing and have been reading your posts for many years. Don't comment very frequently, but I have to say that this is, to me, one of the best posts you have ever written. Thank you for the reminder.
My problem seems to be that my heart does cry out for quiet time with My Father but, like the impatient mother that I often am, I shush it and make it wait. Maybe I need to reminde myself it is NOT best to let my heart "cry it out" when it is so plainly stating what I need.
Thank you so very much for dropping by and letting me know you were thinking of us on 9/11. My heart was so overwhelmed that day that I could not even put words to paper, so to speak. But to know that my son, one of hundreds of thousands of service members was on your mind that day....well, that makes my heart cry out with gratitude. And it will his too when I tell him. Thank you for your words of support for our military family.
I love this post. What a great reminder, especially during such a busy time of year. Also- I've enjoyed reading about the kids' first grade adventures =) I feel like they started kinder with me (literally) so it is fun to read about them moving on! And enjoy this sweet time with your kids- I love that they need that special time only you and your hubby can give them.
love this.
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