So, this week, I decided to participate in the Thursday night #fmfparty on Twitter. Crazy! I learned two things: I don’t think or read fast enough to follow it, and five minutes goes really fast when you’re falling asleep. (So…short post follows.) Five Minute Friday is a chance to write for five minutes flat and then encourage other writers who do the same. Lisa-Jo hosts it, and you can visit her site to participate!
The rhythm of my days is usually the same. Wake up, change diapers, feed babies, do dishes, wash, repeat….over and over again. Sometimes it feels like trudging, but the truth is: each day I dance.
There is music all around me. The singing might sound like something else. A baby crying. Little ones’ laughter. Dogs barking and birds calling. But the song is just the same.
It is joyous. Even when I’m not. It is full of love…even when I don’t feel it. Because:
He will rejoice over me with singing. He will quiet me with his love.
So, I dance to the music he makes in my life. And, each day, at the end of it, all I can do is offer it back up to him.
“By day the Lord directs his love; at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.” -Psalm 42:8