I woke up at the first light of dawn this morning with a bit of a dilemma: get up and get going for the day or try and go back to sleep.
I’m sure many people have this same dilemma every morning. Usually, sleep or the desire to get a jump on the day wins. I had a lot to do today, but I chose to try to sleep. Well, sleep alluded me.
So I chose a third option, presence with my husband.
This is something I don’t like to admit, but on occasion, our kids spend a few months at a time sleeping with us. And Warren is awesome about it. He’s the one that reminds me that they are little once. Yet another reason to love him.
I see that my kids need the comfort of my presence and time. And while I don’t always love sleeping with kids, it’s a season. Before we know it, they’ll be shutting their doors and shutting us out.
So, this morning, I pushed my sleepy little man aside and cuddled up next to the hubby. We chatted a little, but mostly just dozed and tried to stay warm in the chilly early morning air conditioner.
I give you this illustration as an example of how I could have chosen busyness over grace. I wanted to get out of bed and do something, but I did something for my heart and his heart. It started our day just a little bit later, but it set the tone for a day of smiles and joy.
I think if we did a little less worrying and a little more choosing moments of grace, we’d feel a little less stressed and actually find that time our relationships so desperately need.