Early mornings

For some reason, the way it works is when you've had a late night the kids will wake up extra early the next morning.  Usually our bunch wakes between 6.15ish and 6.40ish - and the big boys will play happily in their room, usually quietly enough to not wake anyone other than me.  However, this morning - it was 5am.  They were happy as larks - and wide awake ... and half an hour later the baby and the sister were as well.  Thankfully baby was calmed with a bottle till 6am and the sister has dozed off again.  Right now (6.30) the big boys are entertaining the baby with the duplo.  I am very thankful the boys adore him, and that he's now old enough to somewhat safely play with them in their room.

So ... I'm up early enough to get some computer time, there has to be a bonus in that right?  I've been struggling this week with rest and peace in all situations.  We've got a life situation/job situation that in one way is amazing because we know that we will see God work in the next couple of months, but in another is scary and hard.  A job will be provided, or some other direction - boxes will be packed, things will change.  Now, if you know me personally at all, you'll probably know that I don't do change all that well.  I'm pretty good at coping on the outside - looking like I've got it altogether - while inside I'm piling it up and then the dam of tears will break forth.

However, in all of this - in my distrust, in my little faith, in the scariness, in my identity crisis - I am blessed to have people who remind me of the one who is faithful and never changes.    I am so thankful that God is teaching us right now - I may not always see the wood for the trees, but that doesn't change Him.  The footprints prayer sums it up pretty well for me.  He carries me when I'm down - and sends people to actively help in that too.  What an amazing truth.  If you're someone in my life who has helped me this week, even without knowing - THANKYOU!