Because I am an idiot and a glutton for punishment, yesterday on this Facebook thread, I dared speak out my hope and belief that the twins are nearly night-weaned. And so of course, you know how last night was, right? Two teething toddlers = terrible sleep loss.
Throughout the past thirteen months, time and time again, God has tapped me on the shoulder in the midst of my mothering distress and said, "Hey, um. Remember that book you wrote? I think it's time for a re-read." I don't know why I've resisted it so mightily - stupid pride, I guess.
But in the midst of last night's exhaustion, the chapter we wrote on sleep and the spiritual dimension of nighttime parenting came to mind. I thought about how easy it is to talk about praying through the night watch, but how very difficult it is to put to practice.
This passage is one on which I am dwelling today, yielding my groggy bleariness to Christ, humbly asking Christ to refine me and redeem the day that follows a hard night, chasing hard after gratitude for a circumstance that allows me to grow closer to Him:
For in the practice of nighttime parenting, we allowed ourselves to be molded by God's ever-present hand. We believe the specific reason God led us to view nighttime with our babies differently is because as our Father, He wanted to attend to our specific needs in that moment in life. In the stillness of the night, as we fed our babies, He nourished us with His presence and His Word. By the subtle glow of the night light as we changed diapers, He changed us, allowing us to see that through Him, we could be more than we ever thought we could be. As our feet tread miles of footfalls muffled by carpet and shhhhhhh, He sang over us words of comfort, hope, and surrender.
The call to follow Christ is inextricably connected to the call to serve others in love. Who needs to experience the ministry of the body of Christ more than the insecure, the weak, and the helpless? Into our arms, He delivers these new ones, and He is faithful to empower us to have all that we need to be His hands and feet to them. We gladly cling to the lessons learned to the rhythm of the rocking chair, for in that gentle, quiet place He carved into our hearts that the cost of serving is high, but the reward is the supernatural shaping of ourselves to become more like Him. -- Spirit-Led Parenting, p 111
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God doesn’t come and go. God lasts.
He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine.
He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath.
And he knows everything, inside and out.
He energizes those who get tired,
gives fresh strength to dropouts.
For even young people tire and drop out,
young folk in their prime stumble and fall.
But those who wait upon God get fresh strength.
They spread their wings and soar like eagles,
They run and don’t get tired,
they walk and don’t lag behind. -- Isaiah 40:28-31 The Message
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