What a morning!

 I won't go into detail about it, but my morning did not go as I had envisioned. It was quite the opposite. Neither was it peaceful or quiet- which is the point of waking up two hours before everyone else.

With that being said; as I was pouring my coffee, adding the cream and sugar.... I couldn't help but smile. The moment I'm in, this phase of life, there was a time I didn't know if I would ever get to experience it. 

For much of my adult life I what in the past was affectionately known as the "spinster aunt". Ridiculous phrase. I was my family's reliable babysitter (never mind  that I was actually a Nanny by profession.) Not that I am complaining about the baby sitting, mind you. I loved every minute of it. With the exception of the "You need one of those" comments anytime I'd be holding a new baby niece or nephew. (Insert eyeball here.)

That phase of my life I look back on with tenderness and affection. I grew so much in those years, not just maturing, but also in my spiritual life. Those years of praying, hoping, waiting, depending on God for the one thing I wanted most- has helped me depend on Him and leaning to Him when I am having rough mornings, afternoons, days, etc. 

Another homeschool mom on Instagram, recently shared a passage from Teaching from Rest by Sarah Mackenzie; and it was speaking of Peter walking on the water with Jesus. My mom used to have a painting above her fireplace that was that image. Peter sinking with a look of desperation on his face, and Jesus serenely stretching our his hand to lift Peter our of the swirling waters, the wind blowing about them. The idea that the storm will always be there, and it may blow us about a bit or even a lot, but the assurance that Jesus, the King of Peace is always there- to steady me and my family, it's like nothing I could ever explain well enough. 

I've gotten off track a little. 

My point here is that my mornin was not as restful as I had anticipated. That's ok, because win the grand scheme of things, I am right where I dreamt of being. Next time sans the ants.... 🐜🐜