The shrill cry of the alarm clock pierces the waves of slumber. I allow my eyes time to adjust to the darkness before rising, stealing out of our room and into my favorite chair. There, among the pens, highlighters, books, journal, and coffee, I open the Word and feast. My spirit is awakened as I rest in His presence. Quiet envelopes my soul.
Before I know it, the quiet dissipates. It has been replaced by noise, noise, noise.
So many things clamor for my attention, I find I can't keep up and keep my sanity. I need quiet. My family needs quiet.
I am thankful for the margin we've found, but we need more. I need more. In an effort to bring more quiet into my life and our home, I'm:
~once again looking at each room in our home, deciding what's clutter. When my eyes fall on something, I want it to have meaning rather than just taking up space. I've already decided to take a week off after the holidays to do some major purging.
~giving myself some careful guidelines with Facebook. No more posts about what my family's doing or what we've accomplished. I'm considering it to be a ministry opportunity, as I consider my blog to be. That calls for some changes.
~agreeing with my husband that 8:00 p.m. is the "technology curfew" in our home. No computer or cell phone allowed, for any of us unless schoolwork demands it.
~instituting 3-P Family Fridays. Homemade Pizza, Popcorn, and Play (board games or a family movie).
I'm sure this will continue to be a work in progress for us. What are you doing to protect your family's margin?