a bed built for three......

thanks to the storm last night, we had a visitor. i know some of you might think it was bekah, but she sleeps like a rock. however, my precious oldest daughter is not a fan a thunder, or any loud noise. (i.e. especially 4th of july) so we had a visitor. i am so glad knows that when there is thunder or any kind of storm she can come and get into our bed and we will not cast her out. so we got to sleep with our daughter last night.

i remember when she was younger we thought we could get her to sleep in her bed, when a thunderstorm came. but after several storms and she kept coming to our bed we decided that she really must need to stay with us the whole night. at first we tried letting her sleep with us just a while, and then put her back later, but she kept coming back.

it makes me think of Jesus. how many times to we run back to him when the storms come into our life and her never pushes us away, or tells us he can only stay with us a while. no he holds us until we get our footing under us and then if we will let him, he holds our hands and hearts until we come to another storm and then he picks us up and carries us until we are ready to walk beside us. he never leaves us nor forsakes us. he is always with us.

once she was in our bed she talked with us for a while til we could soothe her. isn't that what we do when we come running into Jesus ' arms? we talk to him so that we can get out all that is bothering us. then when he has calmed us with his peace, we become quiet in his arms. hannah quickly fell asleep. after she fell asleep. i lay praying for her in the night. i realized that the thunder was louder when she was asleep in our bed,then before she came in. but because she felt safe in our arms, our bed, she didn't even hear the louder thunder that came later in the night. thank you Jesus for revealing yourself through my daughters faith in us. which ultimately is her faith in you. i have quickly realized in my own life that when i take my eyes off Christ, the small thunder quickly sounds very loud and overwhelming, but when i am solely focused on him, the storms that are more rough, i don't even hear. what peace we often forfeit.

we set out to teach our kids, and we do, but so many more times i see that they teach me lessons that speak volumes to my heart. what a grand plan Jesus has for all of our lives.

thank you Jesus for a bed built for three.......