As I march through life trying to take care of the many needs of a family, I often feel that I'm falling short of my goals. The struggle lately to get Bumble Baby to go to sleep has really been making me feel like a failure. Just today, though, I had a glimmer of hope that I'm doing something right.
I put her in her bed and positioned myself outside the door. She came to the door and tried to escape. Then, she yelled and cried a bit. Then, she returned to her bed for a few moments of quiet. This happened a few times. I heard her get out of bed once more and walk towards the door. Instead of yelling, though, I heard chanting this time. "Glory, O God! Glory, O God!" followed by more unintelligible chanting. It wasn't exactly what I wanted her to be doing at that moment, but let's face it praying in her icon corner when she should be sleeping is not such a bad thing. It feels good to know I've laid a foundation, at least. And who knows maybe God will speak to her and encourage her to sleep for me...
Those moments can be rare, but they sure make up for a lot!
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