Thursday, July 5, 2012
Clint and Jules were out on a run.
Evee sat beside me, working on her letters.
Iris came over, climbed onto the couch, moved my hands aside, and found a place on my lap... somewhere between my stomach and the computer.
It was pointless to keep working, so I put the computer away. Held her for a moment.
She got down and I was glad I had taken the moment since it had been short.
But she came back a moment later with a book.
And we just sat, the three of us. Reading in a quiet room with a simple lamp on.
I think my breathing was a bit softer and more rhythmic.
And I'm thankful for the reality that children bring of what is important.
The night only got better and better from there.
“In returning and rest you will be saved; in quietness and in trust will be your strength." (Isaiah 30:15)