“Thank you for not being a bad place,” and “at least I learned something about Jesus,” were the root words from my Brave Boy today. The words that kept me grounded. His love and light and how he shows them day in and day out leaves me speechless.
Sitting with sleeping and almost sleeping Honeybee and Brave, recovering from a whirlwind day. They may or may not be here for a while, tomorrow we’ll hopefully know.
We can’t really talk about that though, so let’s talk about something else. Something that every last one of us needs or will need to some degree.
There are countless pins and posts about what a godly woman’s life looks like. Ya know the ones with stunning young women in flawless matte makeup and boho-chic dresses quite literally dancing on mountaintops at dusk beneath quotes on the joy of the Lord and overcoming? I like them, I share them, but *chuckle, sigh* what a far cry tonight.
Because sometimes it looks like bunny grahams for dinner in the middle of the night and tears on Psalm 63 as she ponders the infinite sitting criss-cross applesauce in the middle of the living room floor. Not flowers but unmentionable toddleresque mess in her hair and crumbs in her Bible’s tattered centerfold.
Though the process may look rather horrific to the untrained eye, a faithful God is working mightily in this place these days. *please pardon my ugly cry sobs of awe and wonder*
That’s why I love this Psalm. It can set our hearts to see nights like this that way, whatever the daunting tasks at hand may be. However near or far from apparent victory, we can read it as many times as it takes to settle our souls, proclaiming these words as our own:
“1 O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no water.
2 I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory.
3 Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you.
4 I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands.
5 I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you.
6 On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night.
7 Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings.
8 I cling to you; your right hand upholds me”