These are the days...

There is a song from my past that contains the lines "These are the days that I wish to never end, when I wake within Your presence, when we make the day begin, when morning is spent bringing us together..."

Mornings like this one always bring that song to mind. It's 6:52 and I've already exercised; I've just finished spending some good time with God and my coffee. I'm watching Simon slowly wake up in Tim's arms, hearing his morning noises, and watching him touch Tim's face. In these moments, all is right with the world. I wish I could bottle this feeling and open up the bottle later today when Simon is crying, when Ezra is asking me to start a movie or change his clothes for the fiftieth time, when I'm feeling overwhelmed and inadequate. I want to feel this peace when I'm attacking the mound of dishes in the kitchen. I think its possible...the peace doesn't depend on what's happening, but on who God is. I think I'm gonna try it today...these are the days that I wish to never end...no matter what's going on.

Lord, You are good

You are faithful, Lord. I have found you to be faithful in my life. I know that I know that I know that you keep your promises. I can look back and see the ways you have brought me to today. I would never have chosen or guessed the paths you chose, but I am grateful. I am thankful for the hurts...they brought me closer to you as I climbed up on your lap and let you comfort me. I am thankful for the laughter...I love the moments when I have laughed until I cried. Thank you for challenging me, growing me, loving me, saving me, buying me back, choosing me, calling me. Keep challenging me and calling me...I never want to miss what you have in mind for me because I'm scared or comfortable or buried so deep in "stuff" that I can't hear you. I love you, Father.