Revel in the little moments before they’re gone

How we wake up in the mornings often has a ripple effect on the rest of our days.  When I am woken up by my “alarm clock” (which is either Zach crying or Eliza shouting “Mommy COME!”), I’m often resentful that I don’t get to decide for myself when I’m done sleeping.

I have decided to start praying a short yet ample prayer as I hurl off the sheets and walk (or stomp) into the room from where the noise emanates.  It goes as follows: “Lord, help me to love my kids today the way you want me to love them.”  If I mean it, it changes my whole outlook.

A few mornings ago I fetched Eliza and Zach and brought them, I’ll admit a bit begrudgingly, into our room as usual.  As Eliza had boundless energy and all I wanted to do was lie there a little longer, I proposed we play her new favorite game.  I said, “Eliza, why don’t we play hide and seek?  You go hide.”  I heard her little feet lead her into her room where she ALWAYS hides between her crib and the wall, and as I started counting, we heard her count along, “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven eight, nine, ten.  OKAY, COME FIND ME!!!”  I looked at Greg and we both giggled about how she doesn’t quite have the rules of the game down.  And I knew in that moment that some day I would miss it.  There are so many of these moments every day that God gives us, and they are little jewels.

It’s like sifting for gold.  On family vacations growing up, we took a lot of road trip stops to sift.  You get your little bucket of dirt and you carefully sieve it through the running water, bit by bit.  You have to go through a whole lot of mud and muck to find the specks of gold.  But boy is it rewarding when you get the good stuff.  And the sifting itself is part of the joy.

Chuck Swindoll has said, “I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it.”  I think he’s onto something.  So tomorrow morning, I’m not sure which one of them will wake me up, but I’m going to pray my new prayer, and be abundantly thankful for the blessing of them.  I’ll admit it will be easier if neither of them wakes me between now and then.  (Old habits do die hard.)

4 thoughts on “Revel in the little moments before they’re gone

  1. Christina
    I lost my mom in January and she always used to say
    If I ever want my kids to call me all I have to do is go to bathroom
    and it likes magic! You will forever remember those moments-my little
    cousins moved here 3 yrs ago and I watch them now and when they stay
    the nite its like WOW-can you just please leave me alone-your kids are
    dolls I laughed out loud at your post keep them up love to you and I love your
    prayer xoxo PHB

    1. Hi Pat! It’s so great to hear from you! I will FB friend you. 😉 I’m sorry to hear about your mom, but she will live forever in your heart with memories like the one you mentioned here. I hope everything else is going well. Thanks for the compliments. =)

  2. We have had the pleasure of having Christopher,our 33 yeard old son and his daughter living with us for over a year. Jordyn is very much an “A” type personality. She refuses any role unless it is a leadership role. It is pretty intimidating to be told by a 3 year old that she had told me 3 times to do something. She loves to travel around on her bouncy ball. She said recently that everyone can see her even God. Chris and Jordyn moved out about 3 weeks ago. I miss her sooo much. karen audet

    1. Aww, that’s so sweet! Thanks for sharing that story. I can’t believe she’s three-years-old! Time really does fly. Tell Chris and Luke and Mr. Audet I say “hello!”

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