Those who wonder may wonder why in the world and we are made to sleep a third of the hours of our lives.
I know one reason. To help us remember how much we love.
It doesn’t matter how hard my day was or much the kids and life tried my patience, at the end of the day when I go to give them one last kiss before I go to bed my heart always melts when I see them sleeping. I lean over the crib rail and kiss the boy who is much too big to still sleep in a crib and I whisper in his ear “God bless and keep you”. And my heart is so full. I turn to his sister and pull her hair out of her face and whisper her blessing, and I see just how beautiful she is. And I wonder again that I get to love these two.
Now that I think about it, maybe it is especially on the nights after a hard day that I notice the love. Maybe it’s on the days when I feel like I lost it that I find it again there at their pillows. And it’s when I forget, that the remembering takes my breath away.
I know that love is a choice and I want to keep learning to choose to love my children, but it is also a gift and I will to choose to treasure the gift.
So lovely, Bethany. I know the feeling.
The repentance and regret soften our hearts and yield sweetness in spite of ourselves. I love these thoughts of yours. I want to whisper, “Yes!”
Around the lump in my throat.
And sometimes it’s the sweetness of love that makes the repentance deeper.