You know how right before you wake up in the morning when you are between that deep sleep stage and full consciousness? And you know how sometimes you can sense, in that brief time, that it feels a little too quiet for the amount of light that is streaming into the room? And then, in the blink of an eye, you are flinging covers and running full tilt, screaming like a banshee, for your oldest to “WAKE UP!! WE’RE LAAAATE!!”?
And then maybe you’ll go out to quickly get the coffee started so that everything isn’t lost (priorities, people) then, with the speed of lightning, grab a shower only to come out to coffee all over the counter and floor? And then maybe you’ll feel like you’re surely going to lose your mind (because, on top of all of it, your husband’s been out of town all week), but you leave the mess and all the rest of the sleepy people behind to make the 2 minute ride to your oldest’s classes, only to come close to certain death on the ride home because some woman is texting and is halfway in your lane?
And then maybe the 15 month old greets you with a stench that would choke a maggot as soon as you walk in the door, so you go to change her…
And then you see this…
Quiet, Calm, Serene….
And then maybe you chill and realize that you are one blessed lady, indeed.
Thank you, Father, for the million blessings even in these harried moments.