Hello bird , Good morning Mr. Bird!

It started out as one of those days where you just don't want to get out of bed. You didn't get any sleep because that one sick little person decided he needed to sleep basically right on you all night.......... all while kicking and punching and doing ballerina twirling........ just to finally decide to be awake at 5:15. Ya, one of those days. One of those days where you wake up and you've got cleaning, laundry and grocery shopping on your list for the day. Yay! One of those days where you'd just like to kick up your feet and do nothing. One of those days where your mind trails off to all those things that are on your list of to dos for the day, the week, the month, the year. And all those things that you keep putting off seem to just creep up on you and make you feel horrible about not doing them. Yup. That's today!  And, just as I was sitting down to have my coffee and plan out my list of to-dos for today, I heard a bird right outside the window. He was sitting in our tree singing sweet songs. Then I heard a "Hello Mr. Bird! Good Morning Mr. Bird!" From that same sickly little person who should be as grumpy as his momma. He who did no sleeping, he who does not feel good, but HE who has nothing on HIS list...........As we were going out to the car to drop off his brothers the bird was singing us a song again. Then I hear "Hello Mr. Bird! Good Morning, Mr. Bird!" All day today! That bird's sweet songs to us.....and Gavin's response "Hello Mr. Bird, Good Morning Mr. Bird!"  I thought to myself, Gavin has really got it figured out. Not a care in the world! He's grumpy, but he's loved. He's sick, but he's cared for. And he's happy! I'm grumpy but I'm loved. When I'm sick, I'm cared for too.... I should be happy!

So, I did what any right minded woman would do who feels like she can never just catch up to that ever growing list of things to do.......... I decided not to do any of it!!! No cleaning, no laundry, no grocery shopping. Not one thing on that ever expanding to-do list....not one. Instead, I loved on my boys who are growing so fast it makes me weepy. I went shopping for some things to spoil people I love with. I said Hello Mr. Bird, Good Morning Mr. Bird with my Gavin. I watched Gavin fall asleep laying right next to me, I thought about those important things on my to do list that I'd really love to do....not feel like I have to do. I would love to write a journal to each of my boys....about them, about all these silly things they do. About times that I am proud of them. About times they make me cry with joy........about all those little moments that we soon forget. I don't have enough little time capsules in my heart to store them all. I'll always remember the big things like first time they rode a bike, first day at school, first tooth lost. But will I always remember the way Gavin likes to hold my hand while he falls asleep? Or the way Abram used to make me sing Jesus loves me every night or he'd cry? Or the way Caleb first said his prayers with his sweet little voice? I want to remember it all! And days like today, when I have all these busy things I need to do called life, remind me of just that. We all get too busy and don't get to enjoy those little things. Sometimes you have to just say I'll do it tomorrow........because today......it's all about those little things. So, I drifted off to sleep and when I woke up all cozy next to Gavin this song was stuck in my head.....


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"How Great Thou Art"

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think of God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

 

And I remembered that every single one of us is tired, but LOVED by HIM. Every single one of us is Sick, Sad, Hurting.....and cared for by HIM.

HOW GREAT THOU ART!

 

............and my grumpy, tired, lazy day turned out to be great because of HIM....and those other 3 little people.........and that one hubby-o- mine who brought me my favorite juice.........my relishing in all the little things today...................and you sweet little birdie...sitting in our tree singing us songs every morning. ♥