joshua and i are hoping to become a one-car family. before we sell his truck, we are trying to see if we can swing it, which means i’m taking him to work at 6:15 in the morning. but revenge will be carried out on wednesday when i go back to work and he has to take me at 5:10 a.m.
getting up this early, and staying up, makes me think of kristina, who is a morning person, something i will never understand, but am being forced into by becoming a parent. it’s almost 8 a.m., and i’ve been checking out the blogs for the past hour, catching up and learning what to pray for people. it’s nice, this morning thing. it’s quiet (for now) and I can hear my baby girl squeaking and stretching upstairs on the bed. joshua’s brother, andrew (who came through town yesterday), is dozing on the floor (i’m sure i woke him up when i sat down at the table), i can smell bananas, and the sun is beginning to shine her head through the blinds, letting me know that morning has indeed come, and that today is yet another new day with new mercies yet to be bestowed.
as i was driving back from dropping joshua off at work, i was reminded of how Genesis says that God walked through the garden in the cool of the day. living in texas in summer, i know that the “cool of the day” means the morning, before the sun has risen, after night has blown through and taken away the heat. and i am thinking of walking with God in the garden in this quiet stillness.