I told my children it was time to go to bed. Their reaction was not pretty. The girls began to whine and my son threw a fit.
They all seemed to agree that this earlier bedtime was not a good thing. Thanks to summer vacation coming to an end, there would be no more late-nights. They were appalled by the shift in our schedule even though the start of school was just days away. With flailing arms and mean looks, my little guy protested as my daughters attempted to negotiate. They said, “Can we stay up just one more night, pleeeease?”
As if the last 60 days, with its unpredictable bedtimes, wasn't enough.
I let them talk me into all sorts of things the last two months in the name of summer fun but I knew I had to stand my ground on this one. We needed to recalibrate our bodies to handle our new comings and goings.
I managed to herd them upstairs. We brushed hair and teeth, and washed little faces.
With a furled brow my littlest one picked out two books for me to read to him. He reluctantly said it would be okay for me to sit next to him under the covers as I read, so I did. It didn’t take long before he snuggled in tight and we were enjoying the story together. I thought, See, this isn’t so bad.
There was peace and contentment.
That’s because deep down inside my son craves the one on one time with me that bedtime allows. So why the struggle?
It was then that I began to think about the struggle that I’ve been having lately.
I don't want to get up early to read the Bible. I want to stay in bed until I am ready to get up. When I do get up, I’d rather get “a jump on the day” and check things off my never ending to do list. I want to read my emails and see whose on Facebook.
It's silly really because just like my son, I know better.
I know how important to set aside time for my relationship with God. I might fight it, but deep down I crave moments spent with Him. Whether it’s first thing in the morning, in the afternoon, or in the evening, settling down and having times of devotion is needful.
Once I get there and let myself linger, it is refreshing. It helps me reset. There are even some times when I am curled up in my chair, with my journal and my Bible, and feel as though the time has gone by too quickly.
Repeatedly in Scripture God tells us to remember.
- “Remember how the Lord your God led you all the way in the wilderness these forty years” Deuteronomy 8:2
- “But remember the Lord your God, for it is he who gives you the ability to produce wealth” Deuteronomy 8:18
- “Remember that you were slaves in Egypt and the Lord your God redeemed you from there” Deuteronomy 24:18
- “Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits—“ Psalm 103:2
God has something good on the other end of my decision to give up my way of doing things. I just need to remember…
When the alarm goes off in the morning and I think all I need is just a little more sleep, I will remind myself of the peace, security and wisdom that comes from being in God’s presence. When I am tempted to hit the snooze, I will remember that I am a much more patient mom on days that I have gotten up before my kids and prayed.
The next time my son throws a temper tantrum because he wants to play longer, I will remind him about his new books he got from the library and the snuggles that mommy gives.
What about you, what do you need to remember?