At the End of the Day

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At the end of the day, I creep silently into his room. He has been sleeping for two hours already. His breath is slow and steady. His eyes shut out the night.

I myself am about to head to my bed, but I take a few moments to sit on the edge of his and watch my little boy sleep and send up another prayer to my God who is always watching over us.

As I sit there, looking at my son’s sleeping form…

…the tantrums from the day fade away,

…the shouts of “No!” are silenced,

…the physical tiredness from holding a thrashing body is forgotten,

…the mental exhaustion from repeated instructions and activities is refreshed,

…the disobedience is forgiven,

and…the mother who wondered all day if she was doing anything right realizes that it is all going to be ok.

I thank God for this precious gift He has given me, and I surrender my son’s sleep to the One who loves him more than I ever will be able to.

Sometimes, (everyday actually), I am like my two year old son. I disobey my Father and repeat the same mistakes over and over again. I argue with Him about the smallest things, and disrespect Him a lot.

However, at the end of the day all is forgiven, all is forgotten. He stands at the door of tomorrow saying, “My mercies are new every morning.”

 

We don’t have to wait til the end of the day either. In the moments when I feel like I am drowning, I can cry to God, and He will lift me up and give me breath. When I feel like a failure, He reminds me that He is my strength and that if I ever lack wisdom He will give it to me.

I am not alone. And neither are you.

We are His children. The work of His hands. We are His beloved. The ones Jesus bled and died for.

Our Heavenly Father knows how to give good gifts, and at the end of time, He will open His arms and say, “Come to me all who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” He has forgiven us fully.

As I kiss my sleeping son, and still say I love you, after all the trials he put me through that day, how much more my Heavenly Father loves me at the end of the day.

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