Day 5: Blessing my busyness

Monday's are my get-stuff-done days. My in-laws are retired and graciously offered to take the kids every Monday afternoon which gives me the once-a-week opportunity to work a full day. Eager to get started, I usually hop out of bed and into the office.

Not today.

I must have been awaken every hour of the night last night between end of pregnancy biology and my 20 month old, who I am convinced has teeth that are slowly making their way in (I don't think they will actually cut through till the middle of summer, so this could be a long sleepless period for me) Ulrich in his mercy, recognized the signs of a bad night and let me sleep in till just after 7. Problem was, I had a phone call at 8 and after that the day would be off to the races. So, I was behind the moment I woke up. Behind and exhausted.

Even as the day took off, my struggle with how to carve out space for God rested in my head. At what point in this day will I be able to make space? I was scheduled with meetings and loaded down with a long task list which justly deserved my attention. At the end of the day, I would return home to kids who hadn't seen me since they woke up. They would merit my full attention. But -- God too -- merits my full attention.

It's now 9:30, in an exhausted heap I fall into bed. The house is still and finally, finally a moment of silence presents itself. In the quiet darkness, my sleep deprived instinct is to rush hurriedly to bed. But, I pause. I curl up comfortably in a pile of pillows and bury myself in my blankets and reflect on the day.

Where was God? 

Blessing my busyness. Blessing my interactions at work and inspiring creativity. Blessing my scarce moments with my children and enabling me to be present with them when it would have been easy to keep on working or fall asleep from exhaustion. Blessing me in this quiet moment. In truth, sometimes we don't need to give a whole lot to find God in our lives,we just need to become aware that He IS.