My oldest turned 4 this week. I can hardly believe it. We had birthday celebration after birthday celebration this week, as is my way. Hubby was teasing me that I was living vicariously through the repeated celebrations. Heck, yes, I was. BIRTHDAY WEEK! Cake for EVERYONE! Train ’em up in the way they should go, amirite?
He’s growing up far to fast, this little man of mine. In his growing up I’m feeling a clock winding down. My procrastinator’s adrenaline is kicking in on the important things I’ve been neglecting for Netflix. Like prayer.
It’s funny that his birthday lands at the beginning of August, with a new school year on just on the horizon. He’s off to his new Pre-K class with all the big kids. I’m gearing up for a new year of MOPS with new moms to minister to. We’re preparing to welcome a new baby in our extended family. Lots of new beginnings, of new phases, of growing up and growing older and not enough prayer for any of it.
I’ve realized lately how just plain terrible I am at this prayer thing. Not that there is just one way to do it, but for me, I’ve felt this new layer rise up, another veil of scales falling from my eyes.
Even though day in day out I’m smothered in children. Even though I made vows 11 years ago to my best friend. Even with these amazing close relationships, what it comes down to, ultimately, no matter what, is me and Jesus. He is always by my side. He is who I’m doing this life with, who I’m following, serving, loving, listening to, confiding in, relying upon. Or he should be. My prayer life doesn’t show it.
I think a lot. I talk a lot. To a lot of people (oh, my poor husband). But not often enough, not nearly enough, not deeply enough to Jesus.
Just plain terrible at this prayer thing.
So the scales have fallen, and I’m starting new this school year.
I like new beginnings. I need a good jump start. I need to take advantage of the way the wind is blowing and join in on the newness of back-to-school season. (Plus, let’s be real. Office supplies on SALE, which means I’m much more likely to pray and journal because, you know, NEW PENS!)
I’m officially kicking myself in the pants and laying it all at His feet. Because my son is growing up at lightening speed, and I need to battle for him in prayer. Because I have been given the awesome task of loving on mamas in my church and online, and I need to cover myself, and them, in prayer. Because my extended family is growing and growing older and my friends are, too, and these dear ones don’t just need my coffee dates and companionship, they need my dedication to them in prayer.
Going back-to-school, at the foot of the cross. Will you join me?
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