Slipping out of bed, I turn on the lamp and grab my Bible. There never seems to be enough time for a quiet time before the kids get up, and I never seem to be fully awake. The Bible reading plan says Deuteronomy 6.
I read, stumbling until I get to Verse 6 “These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.“
Ben starts crying. As he nurses, I pray. “Lord, help me to learn your commands. Give me time to mediate on Your word. Lord, I know we need some kind of devotion plan to help us to teach our children more about you. Please help us to find something” I pray for my husband and children and then Ben is done, and Hannah and Gabe are in the kitchen wanting breakfast.
By the time we’re done and I’ve cleaned up and put Ben down for a nap, Hannah and Gabe are fighting over a puzzle.
“Come on. We’re going to do a craft. Let’s make friendship bracelets.” As they work, we talk about how we treat our friends and our brothers and sisters. Hannah remembers a Bible verse from Sunday School about treating others better than ourselves.
Ben is crying, so I put him in his swing while we clean up the craft project. When we’re done, it’s snuggle time for Ben and the other two go play Candyland. I barely sat down, when my friend Mary calls in tears. I rock Ben as she shares that her mother just found out she has cancer. We cry and pray. I remember Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” By the time we are done talking, she has stopped crying and is thinking of some ways to help her mom.
After lunch, Ben goes down for his nap, and Hannah and Gabe go to their rooms for quiet time. I know I should clean but also know that I want to meditate on God’s word. I lay down with my Bible. The next thing I know it’s an hour later, and I’m waking up to the doorbell.
My sister-in-law has to take her two year old to the ER for stitches and needs me to watch her other two.
My three are now up, and we all spend the afternoon singing and dancing with some of the kids CD’s, playing and getting a little laundry done. Soon we’re singing the clean up song and picking up toys. Then they watch all watch a video with Hannah holding Ben while I figure out a quick dinner. Fortunately, I have pasta sauce and frozen meatballs - spaghetti it will be.
My brother and sister-in-law pull into the driveway at the same time as my husband, and we all sit down together to eat.
After they leave, my husband handles bedtime while I clean the kitchen. I step into the kids hallway in time to hear Hannah’s prayer “God thank you for giving me a mommy who does fun stuff like bracelets, and thank you for Daddy and Ben. Thank you that I’m supposed to be nicer to my brother cause you say so in the Bible. Thank you that Uncle David and Aunt Julie came to supper, and thank you that Davey and Josie got to play, and thank you that we sang the song about Noah’s Ark. Amen” I kiss Hannah and Gabe goodnight, and peak in on Ben.
I get ready for bed, and think about Hannah’s prayer and how much of the Bible we all learned today. I crawl into bed and grab my Bible. It falls open to Matthew 25:40 "The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'”
“Ok, God, I get the idea,” I put my Bible up and snuggle into my bed exhausted but at peace.
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