and upstairs, the world is, indeed, falling apart. Two little boys, both of whom are so excited to see their aunt jenny, are being forced to retire from the world at large much sooner than either of them would have really liked, and they are making it known with great strength and gusto. It's 9:55, much later than most children go to bed, at least on a normal night, but that just doesn't matter right now, for the only thing that really matters is that they are NOT ready for bed, and all else be, well, you know.
Sigh. I am like that all the time. I want my way. I want things to be as I would like them to be, as I would like the world to function and operate, and alas, it seldom does. I am selfish to the core of who I am, and it is beautifully telling to see myself in the form of a 2 and 4 year old, and I love that God loves me enough to daily open my eyes to my great dependency and need of Him in my life. A surrendered and submissive life. A hard walk, but a good one none the less.
time for family. I love this part of the night, just me and my sister and my brother in law, sitting in front of the fire, living and doing life together. It really doesn't get much bettter than this. night!
