I knew that sleep depravation was something that came right along with parenthood, but I do not think that I truly knew what that looked like or what to expect.
When people ask, "How was your night," or “How is he sleeping?” I don’t know what to say.
I tell them, “I am surviving on 4 hours of sleep….”
Then they say, "In a row?"
I simply smile and say, "I wish!”
If it were only those precious moments of quiet sleep that I have to survive on, I would be lost. There would be no hope for me, and we most likely would have no more children. Yet here I am, on yet another day, surviving. Not just surviving, but finding joy in so many moments with Tyler and being a homemaker. How?
It is so simple- The GLORIUS and LAVISH GRACE OF GOD. It amazes me that day after day, and night after sleepless night, I am carried by this grace, without ever asking for it and often times forgetting to say thank you.
How simple God makes it for us to give him glory- I am a helpless, weak mother and wife, and he is carrying me throughout the whole day. He has designed my days and nights in such a way that leave me dependent upon him, and I am growing ever increasingly aware of it. How kind he is to put me in the place where HE is glorified in my weaknesses. "The Lord's loving kindnesses indeed never cease, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning, great is your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23
I am so grateful that is it not just 4 hours of sleep I am surviving on, but I am being carried by and held in the loving hands of God. There is no place I would rather be.
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