The other day, through a wandering path of blog hopping, I ended up at Gypsy Mama. What a blessing. Her writing is pure poetry which captivated me. Gypsy Mama (Lisa-Jo) hosts a writing party, Five Minute Fridays. Each week she gives a different prompt/word to write about with this rule: "Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking."
Today's word: LOUD
Loud seems to be a large portion of my day. Kids playing. One child banging on the drums. A boy that does not know the meaning of "be quiet". He makes noise not only with his mouth but with his hands and feet constantly in motion.
I try to embrace each part of my day. The good, bad and the ugly. Sometimes the noise is overwhelming but when I step back, clear my head and listen. Listen with my heart. I hear laughter. I hear learning. I hear babies learning to speak their first words.
Occasionally my day is quiet. The days when I am all alone. The days when I drop off my son at an activity and I'm left to run errards alone. At first these moments were uncomfortable. What do I do in the quiet?
I now embrace these quiet moments. I listen to classical music while in the car (this isn't done with other family members in the car). I pray out loud. I read. I write. I listen to the birds singing their morning song. A song that awakes and rejuvenates a tired mama.
I thank my heavenly Father for both the loud and the quiet. For times of rest and times when my house is full of energetic and LOUD children. I accept these things in my life. I embrace this. This is my life. Often loud but sometimes quiet.
Today's word: LOUD
Loud seems to be a large portion of my day. Kids playing. One child banging on the drums. A boy that does not know the meaning of "be quiet". He makes noise not only with his mouth but with his hands and feet constantly in motion.
I try to embrace each part of my day. The good, bad and the ugly. Sometimes the noise is overwhelming but when I step back, clear my head and listen. Listen with my heart. I hear laughter. I hear learning. I hear babies learning to speak their first words.
Occasionally my day is quiet. The days when I am all alone. The days when I drop off my son at an activity and I'm left to run errards alone. At first these moments were uncomfortable. What do I do in the quiet?
I now embrace these quiet moments. I listen to classical music while in the car (this isn't done with other family members in the car). I pray out loud. I read. I write. I listen to the birds singing their morning song. A song that awakes and rejuvenates a tired mama.
I thank my heavenly Father for both the loud and the quiet. For times of rest and times when my house is full of energetic and LOUD children. I accept these things in my life. I embrace this. This is my life. Often loud but sometimes quiet.
"I thank my heavenly Father for both the loud and the quiet." I'm learning this, too. Funny, being a drummer, I like loud when it's me. But being the only female in a house with my husband and three boys...I prefer the quieter times. :) Thank you for this post. I will thank my Father for both.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Monica.
ReplyDeleteBoys make A LOT of noise! :) I don't know how many times I've said to my son, "Can't you just be quiet for a little bit??" But someday he'll be gone and I be missing him in my quiet. :)
You are so right, we need to embrace and be thankful for the loud and the quiet. Isn't this what Paul tells us, to be content in whatever state we're in
ReplyDeleteVisiting from Five Minute Friday.
Yes, you're right Elizabeth. Thanks for stopping by. :)
ReplyDelete