Tonight, I lie here with a sick little boy and a precious little girl with pink eye. We are all in my bed, as Scott is so good to sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. He knows how much I worry about our kids. It is one of my many idiosyncrasies that he tolerates and accepts as me just being the Jannan that I am- the one he loves. I appreciate him and love him deeply.
I hold Samuel in the crook of the left side of my body. That is his little niche, and it has always amazed me how both of my babies fit perfectly there, like the finishing piece to a puzzle.
On a taxing day, like today, I love having my puzzle completed. It feels whole. It feels right. I can see the details of tiny fingers and locks of curls. The picture is beautiful.
Even when the day is long, frustrating, and exhausting, the weight of their little bodies and the sound of their slumbering breaths give me a sense that they are safe. And, there is a feeling of accomplishment- a day well-lived, mistakes and illness included.
It’s as if God is saying, “You made it! I knew you would. Rest easy in Me tonight. Feel My presence and know that I will protect My children as they sleep.”
So, I am going to close my eyes and find comfort in knowing that tomorrow is a new day. It might be filled with fever, runny noses, and doctor appointments. But, it is one more day that I am alive and am able to be with the people I treasure most. Thank you, Lord.
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