Friday, January 23, 2015
Yesterday was a giving kinda day. Giving in the best kind of way. Giving my time and energy to my sweet sweet boy who needed cuddles and kisses and feeding. Giving of my time to my wonderful husband who had a hard day and needed to go to Jujitsu class to blow off some steam. Giving of my efforts to host bible study - cooking and cleaning so that our sweet brethren would feel comfortable and satisfied. Giving of my patience to the piano student I had yesterday that needed just a bit more patience than usual.
That type of giving usually fills my cup. Usually being the operative word.
There are times - those anomaly times - when giving in that way can drain me. Yesterday was one of those days.
So after that one thirty a.m. feeding - I found myself drawn to wake up. To have a cup of coffee. To have a sweet hour of prayer. To read my bible. To stitch on my coming home quilt in the quiet of the early morning hours. And I find myself wonderfully filled.
Oh how important it is to take time for yourself! To make time - even if it is in the middle of the night. I find myself wonderfully energized for it. It's during those slow moments when I take the time to count my blessings... and realize that my cup is indeed full.