Make the most of every living and breathing moment, because these are evil times. So understand and be confident in God’s will, and don’t live thoughtlessly. Ephesians 5:15-17
It has been one of those extra long days. Another day when the snow has completely wreaked havoc on our routines once again. I still have counters to wipe, floors to sweep, checks to write, and a heaping mound of homework. It’s 9pm, and I still haven’t worked out, and now my little one wants me to lay with him until he falls asleep?
“Hunter, I have read two stories. I’ve sang to you and I’ve rubbed your back. I’ve got to leave the room now. Mommy has stuff to do.”
And then…the look. The one moms everywhere know. The one that makes your heart melt, and makes you feel like the worst mom ever all at the same time.
“But, I’m scared.” Which in 5 year old speak, really means, I want you to lay here with me until I fall asleep. Which also means, that no matter how quietly, and stealth-like you try to leave his room, he wakes up. Still scared. Still wanting you to lay with him. Still with that look that lets you know He needs you, and makes you feel like the worst mom ever because all you can think of are all the things you have to do.
Your life is like the morning fog-it’s here a little while, then it’s gone. James 4:14
So, while the checks that need to be written can’t really wait another day, all these other things can.
While I’d like to get a little exercise in tonight, it may have to wait, too.
But my son, can’t wait.
Because, he will remember my rush to get bedtime finished to get all that other stuff done.
Because he will remember not being my priority on busy nights like these.
Or, he can remember that Mommy put all those things aside so she could rub the head and back of a tired little boy to sleep. He can remember that I put aside all of the demands of the outside world, to spend a little time in his.
We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing. Each of us is but a breath. Psalm 39:6,11
Life is far too hurried. We are all overstretched, overbooked, overworked, and living our lives completely out of balance. Never fully making any one thing our priority. Merely getting by with our way too long to-do lists.
But, before I know it, this little boy will not want me to lay in his bed any longer.
He will be hurrying to school, brushing away the hand that reaches out to stroke his hair.
He will one day be too busy to put aside the demands of his world to spend a few moments in mine.
So, tonight, maybe I didn’t get to work out. Maybe I started my homework a little late. Maybe I didn’t get that sweeping done. But, I won’t remember any of that.
I’ll remember calming the fears of a scared little boy. I’ll remember singing “Jesus Loves Me” for the tenth time, while I rub that same little boys back. I’ll remember this moment. The one where that little boy lays in the arms of his Mommy. I’ll remember his sleeping breaths. I’ll remember there is nothing sweeter than these moments.
The moments that an overdue to-do list could never replace.
The tender moments of being this little boy’s Mommy.