Sitting in the quiet of the evening, the sun going down, the cool air folding in air around us, I can’t help but take a deep breath, a deep sigh of relief. Some days are hard, in fact, many days feel hard, but there is joy to be found EVEN here. In this little life, in this not ideal “home”, where our dreams are big and our resources, well, they are smaller than our dreams. In this life where littles wake far too early, and fight far too often and date night is unfortunately few and far between. Things aren’t ideal, they aren’t all we’ve dreamt of, but they are OUR life, and there is SO MUCH beauty tucked inside each of those less than ideal things.
Little belly laughs when the four year old wears a beaver mask and startles the two year old. Crazy happy songs when the two year old can’t stop singing “Joy to the World.” The way toddlers make new friends at the park so easily, or how they giggle when you catch their toes on the swing. There is joy and beauty and good to be found here.
If it weren’t for these littles, my life would be less joy-full. If it weren’t for these littles, my life would be all too quiet for this season. If it weren’t for these littles, I wouldn’t have a morning snuggle buddy or dancers at the dinner table or questions that make me rely entirely on Jesus.
There is joy to be found here.
Oh, that we would press in to these moments.
That we wouldn’t let them pass us by, even when they feel exhausting and endless.
Oh, that we would learn to be present, and fully embrace the wild, full, beautiful life He has given us. There is good to be found here.
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