I really miss having quiet time. I am not a person that likes to go all day, everyday. I would prefer to sit on my bed and read. My thoughts seem to get backed up and feel unresolved. I like to have a few minutes to collect my thoughts and be still and know that there is a God.
I do remember the days before I had a thriving household, when my home seemed too quiet. I remember longing for things to keep me occupied. Well I got my heart's desire. I'm occupied by the little people who tumble out of bed at 6:30 requesting cereal, to the teenagers asking me to read them Shakespeare at 10:00. I used to have a few hours at nap time, but that has been a few years.
I know that someday I will have quiet time again, maybe in Heaven, and I will appreciate it so much more. For now my jumbled thoughts, and ridiculously long to do list, will have to be my companions. Right now I am down to one little guy that seriously wants me to come outside and watch him ride his bike. I guess that will be quiet, until he crashes.
Life in a small town with a large family. Trying to put God on display.
2 comments:
I remember when you used to say "I'm never having kids" and I thought you were crazy!
Glad that God knew other wise....
Funny, I remember that too! And I hated cooking. My Dad likes to remind me that I didn't plan to have children.
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