Two tiny fingers pried open my eye.
“Hello! Mommy! Are you awake? Is anybody in there?”
Do you ever feel like that?
Is. There. Anybody. In. There.
Sometimes sleeping is my favorite time because I have no worries, concerns, to-do-lists, goals. NOTHING. Oh, and if you have ever had the punchy goodness of sleeping straight through, ‘like a log’ some say, then you know how blissful a goods night’s rest can be!
I recently read an adorable quote that said, “Let her sleep, for when she wakes…she will move mountains!”
My initial thought was: When I wake…I’m lucky if I can remember to move the clothes from my washer to the dryer!
In all honesty though, I would love to move mountains! As scriptures says, if we had but a tiny kernel of faith…we could. Sadly, some days all I have is that miniature, polly-pocket sized kernel. Because life is hard and we get tired. Things turn out differently than we planned. Things shift and we shudder at our loss of control. Even still, I clutch my nugget of faith close. Though young and ripe, I’ve seen miracles. I’ve seen people who should have died…LIVE. I’ve seen my own daughter turn blue right before my eyes. I’ve seen something good spring up from the barren wasteland of something bad. So today as my heart still beats, as I wash the same dishes over and over, and while I fold the same clothes…I’ll lean in and take with me, a little more faith.
Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings. ~ Victor Hugo
What’s stretching your faith today? What is shrinking it? What does faith mean to you? I’d love to know.