When my kids were very young, they were terrible sleepers. I rarely got a whole night’s sleep without interruption. Of course, it could’ve been that my hearing was just too good, and I got up with every little whimper. But whatever the reason, nights were not restful, so early morning quiet times weren’t possible. I needed to sleep, or the cherubs were up anyway! What’s a mother to do?
I was often desperate for my time with God in the morning, but I realized that for this season in my life, my time with Him had to be in the afternoon during the napping hours.
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Those were some of my favorite days. Getting children to sleep; sneaking out into the living room to light a candle, gather my Bible and notebook, and sit in a sleeping house spending time with the Word.
It’s funny, but I’ve tried to spend time in the afternoon again rather than or as well as mornings, but it’s not the same. I think He made those times special because He knew how badly I needed Him. Motherhood is hard work.
My house was always a mess, but my spirit was filled up. And the dishes did get done eventually.
When do you like to sneak away with God?
Much grace and peace,
andy
