At the End of the Day

Today, it just hit me about how we end our day. What will Matthew's last memory be when he lays his head down for a long night sleep? With busy days, people in and out, cleaning, making meals, and then adding the element of constantly trying to figure out a toddlers brain and emotions, sometimes the end of the day goes, "sleepy time, good night." in the crib, close the door, not a noise, the end. But today as "no" is causing 20 minutes of heightened emotions for my little one, we are all left tense and somewhat confused on how to handle it all.

But tonight, after it was at its worst, I heard a small whisper from the Lord telling me that his love will be the last fingerprint in the day, and that our family will unify and love. So after Matthew relaxed from a little massage and was calm for bed, our family of three went into his room and sat on his floor in a circle. He held our hands and we spent the next five minutes praying and telling Matthew things we loved about him. He sat quietly and would ever so often hold our hands tighter and mumble a few quiet words himself. We put our hands on him and together read his favorite verse over his bed, which he requested we do twice. We then asked him who he wanted to cuddle with before bed and he so gently crawled on my lap and rested his head on my shoulder, asking me over and over again to read the verse that hangs over his bed. It was a perfect, and it is what matters more than anything.

While figuring out how to handle tantrums is still on the forefront , it just seems less important in the long run compared to him really knowing things like the verse that hangs over his bed. I believe the impact is greater.

"The Lord your God is in your midst. A Mighty one who will save. He will rejoice over you with gladness, he will quiet you with His love. He will exult over you with loud singing." Zephaniah 3:17