Friday, January 25, 2013

Time Where Did You Go?

My first baby is nearly 8, my little man nearly 7 and my last baby almost a year.  Time where have you gone? Why are you in such a hurry?  My babies are growing way too fast. I feel like I miss weeks with just one blink.  Time can you slow down? It seems like yesterday I was planning a wedding and getting married. I was young and now... I went from being a young girl barely 20 to being married with 3 kids in what seemed like overnight. I know its been years, because my calendar and my body tell me so. Time your such a tease. When I was young the days couldn't come fast enough and now I don't know where they have gone.  What a cruel joke to play. One thing you have taught me is to cherish the moments for they will be but memories before I know it.  So I cherish each day with my loving husband and sweet kids.

James 4:14
"whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away." 

Five Minute Friday - Again

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Go: Again

It's late. Another sleepless night. Someone needs me. They need my hugs and my cuddles. They need me to care for them.  I'm tired, not just tired, but exhausted.  I wonder when with this cycle will end.  When will I sleep again?  My days go by in a fussy fog.  I'm tired, I didn't get much rest.  Coffee has become one of my best friends. Sometimes I get frustrated for the lack of sleep and the daily responsibilities I have, but... But then I remember there is someone who loves me. He didn't just endure lack of sleep. He endured rejection, beatings and death.  All of this the pain of my sin. Somehow I'm given new resolve to stay strong, to continue to love, to be patient (or at least try to). I know in an instant that if my reasons for lack of sleep were gone I would cry "I want them back! I want them all! I will do it again!" So in my weakest, sleepless moments I draw strength from my Saviour's love and the love he has given me for my little ones. The love that lets me know I would do it all again.