I have always been a morning person! I remember when I was younger I would set my alarm for 4:45 am so I could get a head start on the day and get as much of my school done as early as I could. When I lived in Cambodia that was my favorite time of the day too! It was still relatively cool...I would get on my little "moto" drive up the road and get my iced coffee and breakfast (which consisted of grilled pork, rice, and an addicting little sauce that went over it all). There's just something romantic about starting the day out right.
It's funny how having kids has changed my romantic view of early mornings. They have in recent months become the dread of my day. The last couple of weeks tho, have been different. Let me explain.
I love my kids! They are soooo different, but both soooo amazing! Zeke is my laid back, handsome, happy, easy going little man. He fusses when he's hunger or tired and that's about it.
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My little mellow cello |
Elia on the other hand is quite the bundle of beauty and intensity! I wouldn't change her personality for the world! But with her awesome intensity comes the challenge of channeling all that comes with it.
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My fearless little lady climbed to the very top of the playground! |
Last week was an especially challenging week...one of those where you feel like your biggest giant in the world is a 2 year old. During this same week, God had really been stirring up a deeper hunger and desperation for him. It's interesting how what appeared to be my biggest giant was in reality my biggest ally...causing me to run to the Source of all strength. So in spite of exhausting days training and caring for my kids, my hunger grew deeper...and the more I ran to Jesus the more I wanted to run to him. The more he began to fill my hunger the hungrier
I became for him.
Before it was a chore to get up and pump (oh the joys of breastfeeding) and try to fit in a quiet time or more sleep before hearing the whines from the kids bedroom ...It felt as if I had no choice as to how my morning started. Where now, I am getting up earlier...getting less sleep...but I feel so free! I am choosing to wake up early! And I love it! My mornings are romantic again! I get up, get my coffee, light my little candle and spend time with the Lover of my Soul. All it really took to set the tone for me was having the freedom to choose to wake up early...and now I love my mornings again (not to mention the One I'm spending time with is irresistible!).
This little "revelation" all came to me through parenting. During the some of the most difficult days with Elia I watched a couple of video clips (Check them out!
Q&A with Brittney Danny Silk, Loving Your Kids On Purpose) They, along with Danny Silk's book "Loving Your Kids On Purpose", really focus on giving your kids freedom to make good choices. Instead of controlling them by telling them what to do and not to do, you offer them good choices...enabling them to choose their own freedom. This has brought a huge breakthrough with Elia. She is not only learning to make good choices, but she is learning how her choices affect me, Charles, and Zeke. As we both grow in this, she will feel less controlled and "made to be good", and enjoy freedom by making choices and learning to clean up the messes that she does make.
Isn't it funny how the freedom to choose can change everything? God is so safe and such a good example in this. He gives us freedom to choose...and he isn't afraid of our messes...He empowers and enables us. He is such a good Father!!