All. Day. Long.
I think if I were as busy as those little ones for a full day, I would need to sleep for 24 hours straight to make up for it. Maybe it is the two hour afternoon nap or the fact that they go to bed at 8 PM. But whatever the reason, those sweet little boys are up before the sun every day (and since the time change, they are up WAY before the sun). And if I haven’t had a full cup of coffee by the time I hear their feet hit the floor, they don’t seem so sweet. In fact, sadly, often it is a sound I dread. Thump, thump. Then the potty. Then running down the hall. Honestly, many days it feels like a freight train barreling down the hall to destroy the peace of the morning.
One recent morning I was praying specifically for one of those little ones and I asked God to show me a time and a way to spend more time with him. That same week, I had also been searching (unsuccessfully) for kids Bible videos or a devotional, something that would be a fun way for him to learn more about God. But when I was praying, God showed me that a video wasn’t what I needed. The answer to both questions was that early morning time. That time that I usually dread, when I wish they would just sleep a little longer. That morning, when his feet (and the feet of his little brother) hit the floor, I just quietly asked him to get his blankie and his Bible and meet me on the couch. The three of us snuggled on the couch and read from his Bible until the older boys were up and ready for breakfast.
The next morning, my little guy headed straight for his bookshelf and brought me his Bible. It has become such a nice way for us to start the day. So much better than before. I actually look forward to them waking up in the morning. And the occasional morning that they sleep in and we don’t get to have our Bible time, I miss it. And if I decide to sleep in and I’m not up when the freight train comes barreling down the hall, we have our Bible time in my bed.
~written by Kendra