I’ve been thinking through the value of reviewing the big thoughts of the week in my own mind to help me evaluate what I’m doing a little more. I’d also like to evaluate what God is doing, how he is answering my prayers for wisdom and grace.
So… since I’m up in the middle of the night, waiting to see if Laurel will go back to sleep for awhile before I feed her. It is appropriate to start with her! She’s a different bird than Bethel, who had a very hard time with middle of the night sleep. The biggest problem right now is that she’s waking up about an hour or so before Lee gets up and I often have a hard time going back to sleep. That’s okay. I need to go reread my sleep-deprived prayer.
Bethel’s screaming seems to have toned down. She still reacts emotionally to teasing, instead of talking, but I think I can see a difference. Making progress. David is still his teasing self. I kind of think that his initial actions are sincere (he really is asking if it is okay if he plays with her toy), but her reaction is too tempting for him to resist ignoring. I don’t know, but I don’t see much change, except I do see Bethel reacting less so that makes a difference in how much David teases.
I decided to use this verse in prayer: Matthew 19:14 (Let the little children come) because both kids know the verse and it makes me tear up a bit on emotional days thinking about Jesus pulling little children to him in response to the disciples pulling them away. We are thanking God that He loves children, but I haven’t printed it out yet.
After several weekends of busyness, we took cheese bread to most of the neighbors in our cul-de-sac. The kids are very interested in our “neighbors.” One family has a 22-year-old gal who is recovering from a terrible car accident a few years ago. The grandma was there for the weekend, so we didn’t meet the mom and dad, only the daughter. One family who is building a house in the middle of our circle has twin 7th graders. He’s a test pilot for the military; she’s an occupational therapist and intimidatingly fit (although she’s very nice). One elderly curmudeon is raising his eleven-year-old granddaughter (his wife may have been too shy to come to the door). Another woman is a recent widow who apparently rattles around in an enormous house. I think now we’ll be able to take time to pray for our neighbors. Having a number of retired neighbors means that perhaps some afternoon tea invitations would be a good way of getting to know them. May God increase my burden yet.
Did I miss anything? Guess I should go back to bed for an hour or two…