rushing

I hear them, heavy footsteps on their way to my room. Still dark, you all have beat the sun again..awake and ready to start the day. Three of you walk in..one by one and crawl up into my bed. How I want to welcome your exuberance with joy. I wish I was alert and happy to be up, starting the day. How many times I fail. letting my unmet desires to sleep win, and me there...less then enthusiastic. From that moment on I feel it. This inner push. desperate to get from one chore to the next. trying to meet one need to the next. going from one destination to the next. always rushing. a continual feeling of being behind. anxious knots.
We sit together at the table., hungry tummies ready to eat. I look at their faces. sweet and young. I pray it goes slower. just enough for me to remember. I want to fully soak up this moment. I want to be present here, grateful..in this moment of time. Why cant my mind stop flittering back and forth between now and the tasks ahead of me. I want to push back the demands pressing in on me and come home to the present. That is where I will find Him waiting for me. My constant Companion, He meets me there.
So I close my eyes, just for a moment. I pray.
"worship more then work, knees more then hands."
Because hurry keeps my heart earthbound. Because when I rush I forget who I am and whose I am. Because rushing allows sweet moments to slip past without notice. Instead, I focus my attention on my Maker, He who chooses to make His humble home in my heart. It is there that I know Him most intimately, where He can speak to me in holy whispers.
No matter the road, the needs, the rush of the day....I always know the outcome when I fix my eyes on Him, peace, unexplainable perfect peace. Together will navigate through the demands of the day.Together we will stand in the mess and chaos, surrounded by noise, delighting in the giggles.
Together we live it. all of it.
thank you Lord.