Fighting Sleep

Tonight after church we drove through fast food and were rushing to get home. It was late for the kids for a school night and we were spent from the day. David managed getting the boys to bed while I took care of Baylor.  She has been fighting sleep lately; a phenomena I can't wrap my head around-- just go to sleep already! Tonight was different though; she resorted back to her sleepy baby ways and she began drifting to sleep while I rocked her. Not unlike any other night, she had clean pjs, a fresh diaper and a full belly. Oh the blessing to have those three things... but I'll save that for another post.  As I was rocking her she wiggled a bit- I had her cradled in my arms- so I shifted her and put her head on my shoulder. She snuggled her cheek right next to mine and I could feel her little eyelashes sweeping against my cheek. Mercy, it was sweet.  The whole time I kept thinking, "Wow, she's not fighting it tonight! She made this easy AAAAND a pleasure!"

During all of this I couldn't help but think of the spiritual implication- excuse me as I am sure this is not an original thought.  So many times I have fought back with God- determined to do it my way when the end result was the same, but the road could have been much easier. Similarly with my little babe fighting sleep; she will eventually get to sleep, but the process can be really exhausting when she fights it.  Just like I've felt with Baylor at times- I'm sure God has felt frustrated with me.

As Baylor did tonight, if we relax and lean in to God's leading, the rhythm of His grace will make us at perfect peace.

"At day's end I'm ready for sound sleep, For you God, have put my life back together." Psalm 4:8