A little quiet does a mama good.

This morning, Avery was very excited to go and register for Kindergarten this coming fall (or late summer as it actually occurs here)! She was of course a chatterbox about it and was dancing around and could hardly stand still until we got there and then everytime someone spoke to her, she hid in Brian’s leg. Which bugs me so bad, but I realize at the same time, she is just remembering that she is not supposed to talk to strangers, so I kind of go along with it, although I feel led to make excuses or apologize at the same time.

Anyway, here she is with B. She looks like such a big girl to me here:

And, because I put makeup on my face this morning, here she is with me too…but here, she looks like a teeny tot to me (wishful thinking I guess):

So we hit up Starbucks on the way home because our coffee pot died last night. (pause with me now for a moment of silence)

We were planning to have a lil friend over for a playdate this morning, but instead of him coming here, he wanted Avery to go to his house, which gave me time to myself. In the house. All alone.

Let me tell you something. I have been rolling ideas around in my head of what to do this fall when both girls are in school, fulltime, everyday and this morning, while Avery was away, I got completely excited about it. I’ll tell you about it in my next post.

First, I downloaded some pictures and checked my email. Then I was done and just sat back. Like, okay God. It’s quiet, and I’m all ears. It’s never quiet here, and my plans were changed, so I’m going to assume this is an ordained moment.

And I just laid my head back and listened to the fan whirring above my head. That was it. And what I ‘heard’ in my heart after a while of just clearing out the garbage in my mind and the to-do lists of my week was this: “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God…”

I hadn’t heard that verse in so long. How does that read in The Message, I wondered. So I looked it up, and I didnt even finish reading it before there were tears streaming off my face:

“Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.” Romans 8:28

And in all my near silent debate of the unfathomable big-ness of God and miniscule little me, I found myself completely enveloped in the love of a Father who without doubt, cares. And understands. And knows, be it the superficial circumstances I battle, or the condition of my heart.

Although I’m hurting, I find unspeakable joy in that promise. Thats one to post on the bathroom mirror.

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~ by hthr on April 25, 2008.

2 Responses to “A little quiet does a mama good.”

  1. Noooo. Say it aint so! I’m still in denial that Tay is in school, I cannot and will not accept that little Avery will soon be there also. Seriously, aren’t your kids still toddlers? That’s where they remain in my mind. And her red cast is adorable 😉

  2. That was the verse in my dad’s devotional on April 30th, 2002. The day God decided to take him home.

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