My boy~blessing, No.3 does not sleep. He requires very little.

Some nights…late in the night… I can hear him rattling around in his bed..talking to himself, singing or revamping his bed to the floor in a effort to build a “furt” aka fort. {as seen above}

No.3 does not have an off button! He is always on the move!


Last night Lupus got the best of me, and I was in bed watching the new Judds show {the Papa Blessing has no desire to watch it with me, and banished me to our room} when down the hall I hear…

“Mamma, it’s me.. {In a very loud whisper} you want me to come with you~ your bed”?

Come on Babe!

“Momma? Your Lupus hurt”?

Yes, sweetie! Mammas okay. You want to come lay down with me?

“Ummmm, sure”!

So I turned off the T.V. and we laid there in the dark, snuggled up together…just listening to him breath and giggle.

Smelling his sweet little head.

Rubbing his chubby little fingers.

I love this time with him. He is still and sweet and centered.

It got me thinking about my time with the Lord, and as Christ's child, He loves when I come to him and snuggle up....and turn off my "off button" and just lay there in His arm's.

"You who live in the shelter of the Most High, who abide in the shadow of the Almighty, will say to the Lord, "My refuge and my fortress; my God in whom I trust." (Psalm 91:1-2)


Anonymous said...

Oh MAN! Brought me to tears! Love ya

Anonymous said...

Thank you for reminding me to turn my off button OFF.

Anonymous said...

Singin to myself
" You have been a ***Furt**** LORD, to every generation, to every generation......" xoxo :>)