Instead of having my plans come to fruition, I spent the night up and down with a baby that is getting sick. Today I was in my pajama's until 1:30 because the baby would sob hysterically if anyone but Mama held him. It's 1:55 and he has already had two naps and is working on his third, all on me. Supper isn't simmering away, morning dishes aren't done, and the laundry is still in the basket waiting to be folded. Today, the rocking chair is my place to be. My plans have been forgotten and that's fine with me.
Here I am, rocking my sick baby at noon in my pajamas. This folks is as real as it gets.
I wouldn't trade this for the world!!!
You see, I started 2015 off deciding I needed to choose a word, and i felt like God was calling me to choose TRUST. If I am living by this, then today was not a mistake and rocking my sick baby is just what I am supposed to do. If I'm trusting God, the rocking chair is the perfect place for me to be in.
No, my plans didn't happen today, but God's plans did. I choose to trust Him in the good and the bad. Now I need to go, I've got some more snuggling and rocking to do.
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