Quiet time?

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. ~ Psalm 42:1 (NIV) (Need a cup of fresh water this morning? Click here)

As I talked with an old friend recently at IHC, she told me that she is in a "good place." Meaning: Her spirit is quiet. She has joy. She is viewing the challenges of her life with strength and grace as God helps her. Why, I ask? Her answer, Prayer. Waiting. Sitting - in the mornings, until her soul has quieted long enough to open up with God and talk it out. "It changes me inside." She said.

And it reminded me how thirsty my soul is for extended quiet time.

I've been running a lot lately. A lot. And this weekend my spirit was showing signs of an unquiet heart. Cranky. Irritable. Dissatisfied. Definitely NOT refreshed.

So this morning I considered it a gift from God that my kiddos slept a little later than usual. But my time alone was short-lived. It is a practice of discipline for me to say, "No, you may not have your breakfast until Mamma is done. Yes, you may have some milk. But you'll have to wait."

But as I sat in the big chair in the living room (once again drinking in Eastman's A Celebration of Praise and A.W. Tozer's The Pursuit of Man), I could not ignore my son's quest to empty the snack drawer onto the floor -one item at a time. Had he pilfered carefully, perhaps I could have continued in quiet. But it was the vivacious pitching-and-plopping that made me nervous. A loaf of bread. Plop. A half-sack of chex mix. Pitch. A half bag of wheat flour. Bang. A can of pistachios. Smack. And I realized I simply must rescue my kitchen from certain destruction.

And so, I remembered why my spirit is thirsty. This is what happens.

Now, I know that the practical answer would be to get up an hour before the kids. But it is not uncommon for my children to wake up at 6:30 or 7:00, full of vim and vigor and ready for the day. And at this time in my life, one of the most spiritual things I can do for this mommy-body is to get as much sleep as possible. So I do not rise at 5:00 and sink into spiritual oblivion. Honestly, I look forward to the day when I can again. And I certainly believe in beginning the day quietly alone with God. But creativity is a must in this household. It seems that after breakfast or during nap times works better around here. But whenever it is, I am getting out the biggest sippy cup I can find and lifting it up to be filled.
Right now I have some other sippy cups to fill. The kids are asking for cake for breakfast. One needs an asthma treatment. Another is crankily teething. The dogs have been eating cereal and milk because we ran out of dog food (seriously!). Karissa informs me dramatically there's a fly in their room - a BIG one and the big ones are MEAN! The day has begun.

I need a date with my Abba.

And we press on. I think I'll turn on some Brooklyn Tab.

Abba, you know that I am thirsty for you. You know how to fill me. You know my frame, that I am dust. Thank you for loving me anyway. I am anxious to meet with you. Give me a moment today, Lord.

Comments

Misty said…
Thanks for being "real" and letting us other mommies know we are not the only ones!! I know the need for the spiritual filling so well..... Some days I have to remember that loving and serving our family is the highest calling I could have....even when filling sippy cups or cleaning yogurt off the floor. God loves us so much and will meet our needs even when are "quiet" time is interrupted with changing diapers, nursing babies, and making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

Blessings!!
Misty
Charity said…
This is such a great post! Don't you love all the saints of God (men) who preach that first thing in the morning indicates the priority you give to God? I've noticed none of them have toddlers. In this stage of my life, I've found that sleep is one of the most spiritual things I can do. A well-rested mommy certainly can walk by the Spirit more easily than an exhausted one. But, I've recently found a 'quiet time' that works for me. After the kids are in bed~ I try to get them in there before 9:00. I've trashed all the guilt about 'giving God the leftovers.' He and I know He has all of me, and He seems to be OK with this...
Sarah Cook said…
So nice to see you at IHC... you children are beautiful!
Ronda said…
Great post! I think that most Moms can relate! I KNOW that God understands...He created these "little people" with their creative minds, energy and skills!(smile)
Jamie said…
Amen to all of that! You are my precious sister in the Lord and I love you!
sankey family said…
My cup is lifted up, too...
Allana Martian said…
I'm with you and Melodie, both. My cup is up! What a great post. I find that the quietest part of my day is when I'm at work taking care of an elderly lady. I have time to sit, read, pray and just be quiet. It really fills me up!
Juwah said…
Sarah;

I enjoyed this post so much. My hubby was reading over my shoulder and said, "See you are not the only one." I love it when a little voice yells from under my bedroom door, "Mommy are you still having couch time with Jesus?" It just doesn't seem fitting to yell, "YES NOW LEAVE ME ALONE SO I CAN BE MORE LIKE JESUS AND LEAD YOU AND YOUR SINFUL BROTHER TO HIM TOO!"
Martha C said…
I truly loved this post! And your writing style! And the new header!!! And the feeling you have given me to go and pray some more since my little one is sleeping. :-)
Valorie said…
Awesome thoughts, Sarah. We can all relate. Thanks for being genuine and inspirational. I love your posts!

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