He makes me lie down…

Eli- sweet, smiley little nephew- does really well as his main jobs most of the time.  He eats, sleeps, and poops without trouble most of the time.  He smiles and giggles, too.

Every once in awhile, though, he decides that he is most certainly NOT going to sleep.  He kicks his little legs, arches his back, and lets you know how torturous a nap would be. 

One minute- that’s how long it usually takes for a rocking, singing mama to put Eli to sleep.  A cozy blanket, his lullaby, and 60 seconds of perseverance, and he’s generally out, because that’s what he needs.  

I realized, as Eli and I went through this process, how alike we are.  When my schedule for Colorado included more free time than I thought best, I fussed and whined.  I explained how problematic it would be and how necessary that every.single.minute be planned.

And as a wise friend prayed for me before I left, it hit me that maybe, just maybe, it is a sign of how tightly wound I am that I was arguing with time to read, write, and hike.ImageAnd not just hike anywhere- hike at Garden of the Gods in 60 glorious degrees and sunshine.

Once again, He makes me to lie down in green pastures, leads me beside still waters, and restores my soul.  Even- especially!- when I don’t think I need it.  

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