By Leah Dummel
My mom tells stories about how when my brother and I
were little and she was working full time, along with my dad, trying to raise a
family, that she would fall asleep during bedtime books. She would get my
brother and I all scrubbed up and teeth brushed and fresh pajamas on and
nestled into bed and begin our bedtime stories. She says she would wake up in
our beds with my brother and I pleading, “wake up mommy, and please finish the
story”!
Parents, RAISE YOUR HAND if you’ve been there!!!!! I
know I have! Bedtime can be so absolutely draining. You’ve successfully spent a
day working (outside or inside the home), fed your family, kept them all alive,
done all the homework and nighttime chores, fed them, bathed them, and tucked
them sweetly into their beds. Mission
accomplished – right?
I think
sometimes as parents we just want it to end there. If we are all honest
sometimes we are a little too eager for the bedtime routine to be over because
it means we are FREE! I can remember being very pregnant with our second child
and trying to navigate our oldest son’s bedtime. He was around 2 years old and
needed all the things…every night.
He wanted all
the stories and all the kisses and all the songs and all the snuggles. It would
sometimes take hours. I have very vivid memories of waking up to my husband
trying to pick me up off of the floor beside the bed where I had fallen asleep
while completing bedtime.
It can be a lot.
It can be easy to rush through and miss out on.
But if we are able to push through the exhaustion
just a little bit longer, there is so much Jesus to be shared and experienced
during bedtime!
Our bedtime routine with our boys is pretty simple
and probably pretty generic. Baths, brushing teeth, fresh pajamas, bedtime
book, prayers, songs, and snuggles. While all those things in themselves are
wonderful, I have been finding that it’s in those in-between moments where the
true beauty lies.
We talk about our days. We sneak in extra kisses. We
giggle (a lot) at daddy and his antics. We talk about hard things, and how to
work through them. The kids ask big questions. They ask to pray…over and over
and over. Sometimes we giggle through their prayers because they are so silly
(example: “dear God, happy thank you for my toys”) but sometimes we shed tears
during their prayers because they are so genuine (example: “dear God, thank you
for my family and my brother and for Jesus and I love them all so much”).
Something about the bedtime routine seems to open
and soften children’s hearts. You are there with them, and they there with you,
totally concentrated on one another without distraction.
Even older children tend to be more vulnerable with
their parents at bedtime. A friend of mine says that even though her
relationship with her high school aged son has changed with him growing up,
that he still asks her to come tuck him in at night. I read somewhere that when
you are trying to create a peaceful home, something to remember is “let them
remember joy and let them anticipate joy”. This reminds us that when our
children are falling gently into the slumbers of sleep that they go with
thoughts of joy and love and safety that surrounds them in their home.
You know, my husband and I joke about how I am a
very “deep feeler”. He says that I carry around the “weight of empathy”.
Sometimes this is a gift and sometimes it’s a curse. Something I feel very
deeply and very strongly about it tangibly loving our children like Jesus loves
us; and that in doing so when they’re young, will make a huge impact on the way
they view God and His love for them when they are older.
So when I think about these “Prime Times” we have
been talking about I keep coming back to 2nd Corinthians 4:18 … “for the things we see now will soon be
gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.”
So while the bedtime tantrums and the asking for
another drink of water 100 times and the silly little prayers and the “5 more
minutes of snuggles please” oftentimes feel daunting and we just want to be
finished parenting for the day and collapse in sweet freedom into our couch,
these moments will soon be gone. They will be over before we can even imagine.
Just one blink and they will begin to need us less and less.
But he way we react to these moments, the way we
don’t rush them through snuggles and prayers, the eye contact we make when they
are breaking down their day for us, the authentic answers we give to their hard
bedtime questions about life (because they hardest questions always come out
right before bed don’t they?), the patience we practice and the grace we give
them…the things we can’t see or notice or even realize we are doing, THOSE are
the things that will last forever in the hearts of our children. And those are
the things we lose sleep over and pray continuously will lead them straight
toward the heart of Jesus as they grow up.
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