I have found that I enjoy writing “mini-blogs” for my instagram profile these days and it seems my followers enjoy them too. But I realize that not everyone (such as maybe you, my readers) is on Instagram. So, here is last night’s post for you!
As an introvert I often joke and kid about the fact that I am never alone, there is always someone following me around, over my shoulder. A child with a need or one who simply wants to talk incessantly to me. (can I get an amen?) I find it very draining. And tonight I was empty after a full weekend with people. It was a good weekend, but depleted my energy.
Tonight this one can’t sleep and is awake while I get ready for bed. I can hear him turning the pages of his book as I write this. The sound of the pages reminds me again that I’m not alone. Still not alone.
I went downstairs a few moments ago to get something and saw he was reading his Bible and suddenly I felt like maybe it is ok if he is with me all the time.
Maybe it is ok if he sees me read my Bible and he chooses to read his too. Maybe it is ok that we have unending conversations about Pokemon and Legos and Anki Overdrive, because questions about God and the Bible slip in, too.
Maybe this is a living sacrifice for an introvert which will bring blessings.
So I am not alone tonight, but if I were I wouldn’t get to witness this beautiful sight. And maybe my son is learning that he is never alone, because the Lord is by his side.
Praise the Lord.