I now truly understand why the Bible recommends a prayer closet. I never really understood the point. The idea seemed nice -- pluck yourself out of your daily environment and tuck yourself away in a quiet and secluded place so you can focus on Him. I never really thought that I needed it, though. I'm not your adult case of ADD. I can read a novel while the world is spinning around me. I can generally let life around me fade away as I focus on the task at hand. I do feel like I need a side note here, however. This skill of mine is quite different than the male version. I CHOOSE to block the outside world out while I focus. This is not the geneticly inherent skill that men obtain as the sperm collides with the egg. They have no choice in the matter. Multitasking it not possible for them. Have you ever tried to communicate with them while they are on the phone? You simply are trying to augment the conversation because we all know they are leaving out important details. Then, when you are sure they understand what you'd like them to tell the other party, they say good bye and hang up the phone, walk away as if you'd never said anything, because in their little world this is the case. Any who, all that to say. I can multitask with the best of them, but I can do the opposite quite well when need be.
So back to the point. I never thought I needed a prayer closet, that is until today. I now know that this one recommendation was written I think specifically for mom's of small children. I sat down to read some scripture this morning. As soon as I sat down, Juliette's stomach apparently started growling -- breakfast time! That's OK, I can do this. Nurse and do my devotions. So we get all situated and here I go back into Proverbs again. Then Jax got the signal. Apparently they had conspired while I left them alone when I was making toast in the kitchen. So, Jax began talking and touching and pulling and shoving and I thought I was going to strangle him, but I thought Juliette might cry again if she was detached and I haven't quite mastered the skill of "discipline" and nursing at the same time.
I now understand when Susannah Wesley just pulled the apron up over her head. Just one moment of peace would be great. It's the price we pay for being a mommy. But, then again, I'd pay it again and again. This too shall pass and I know for certain that one day my house will be way too quiet and I'll long for the day when my children and grandchildren invade my space - I will welcome it with open arms!
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