I love the early morning. I like to get up while it's still dark, pour myself a hot cup of coffee, go into the living room and make myself all comfy and cozy in my favorite chair with my feet propped up. This is "my" time, I sit quietly while the house is all still with my devotional book and my Bible in my lap. I reflect on the day before and prepare myself for the day that lies ahead. The only thing I see from the soft glow of the lamp is the steam rising from my coffee on the table beside my chair. I like to think of it as "the calm before the storm" because I know that this is and will be the only true quiet I will have for the rest of the day. Before long the rest of my family will be up and about. My sweet husband will get ready and then wake the little ones and dress them, we will both go in and out of Land's room until we are sure that he is truly coherent. Besides dressing the little ones Paul also makes the beds(and sometimes even unloads the dishwasher) before he leaves. Oh I do LOVE that man! Then I begin the task of making breakfast, packing lunches, and making sure that everyone is ready to be ushered out the door to get to school on time. While this is taking place the little ones are......................
resting peacefully on my bed enjoying a little morning television. The big guy (Land) is in his room downing Instant Breakfast and making sure that he has everything packed for school and baseball practice. Then I hurry everyone to the car and off we go and the next day it all begins once again. Even though I know that chaos will most likely be a part of my morning routine I still find myself, each night before I go to bed, looking towards the next morning with
expectation. I know it's because that during that sweet time of quiet in the morning that's when I hear the soft whispers of God speaking to my heart. Do you have a special time of quiet each day to spend with Him? If so I would love to hear about it.
Psalm 5:3
In the morning, Oh Lord, You hear my voice; In the morning I lay my requests before You and wait in
expectation.
Until next time............................
I hope you can find some quiet in your chaos.
Robin
Here they are sharing a bednight snack(this was a term Land used often when he was little and we still say it).
Emanuiel is making sure that he eats his right down to the core.
Clara Beth has a little more graceful approach to her apple eating technique
No matter though the end result is the same...a healthy treat and a full tummy before bedtime for the little apples of my eye!
Clara Beth and Emanuiel had their gloves and ball ready for their own little ball game Saturday afternoon.
There stands my big strong guy. We had a great day and are looking forward to more games to come.
Have you ever seen cuter hunters anywhere? They actually found some, imagine that, and they looked just like the two big dogs that are on their beds, no wait they said they were horses, my mistake. Once they were found they were roped and ready to ride off into the sunset or at least down the hall. And just in case you are wondering who the head "imagineer" is, it would be the one in glasses.
I quickly set the table and moved dining room chairs into the living room. When Paul arrived home our table was ready, music was playing,the lobster was ready to boil and the steaks were ready for the grill.
We talked , ate and laughed without any interruptions at all. It was a splendid evening that we won't forget. He even surprised me with a very special gift this Valentine's Day. The little ones and I always play mama bird and baby birds so what could be more perfect than this necklace from The Vintage Pearl. He knows I adore pearls so I just love it! Their jewelry is all handmade. Each piece is unique and beautiful. Without a doubt it was a perfect evening.
This was the view from our kitchen, yes that is about five inches of snow! After breakfast and several cups of coffee we were out the door to enjoy the winter wonderland.
This little snow fellow was made late Friday afternoon, Paul had the little ones out until dark. We waited until Saturday to get his picture doesn't he look like he's waving at our neighbors as they drive by!
Paul also took turns and kept a snow ball fight going.
resting peacefully on my bed enjoying a little morning television. The big guy (Land) is in his room downing Instant Breakfast and making sure that he has everything packed for school and baseball practice. Then I hurry everyone to the car and off we go and the next day it all begins once again. Even though I know that chaos will most likely be a part of my morning routine I still find myself, each night before I go to bed, looking towards the next morning with expectation. I know it's because that during that sweet time of quiet in the morning that's when I hear the soft whispers of God speaking to my heart. Do you have a special time of quiet each day to spend with Him? If so I would love to hear about it.
I can just imagine myself sitting here, watching the little ones play on the swing or in the newly built play house(daddy better get to work on that) while I sip lemonade.
When we are all tired out from that we will walk over and have a little dip in here to cool off while daddy and Land get ready to bar-b-que. I can almost smell the hamburgers grilling in the evening air and listen, I hear ice tinkling in the glasses, children running and laughing. Oh there are good, warm things to come.
