Morning Lord! Just a brief prayer session for me today. After trying last night to find a babysitter so that Andrew and I can go out tonight, and failing miserably, I have decided to stage a small sort of a protest and spend the morning in bed. In fact I found a new word that might describe me perfectly. I’ve decided on a new career as a librocubicularist – otherwise known as someone who reads in bed!
Hence, I have a stack of books by my bedside, a cup of tea, my breakfast and my “Go and ask your father,” answer all ready. In consequence, I pray you would make my duvet soft and warm, the troubles of my children light and momentary ones, and my husband obliging and filled with paternal wisdom and joy.
It’s a bit childish I know, but sometimes a little bit of something out of the ordinary is just the ticket!
Catch up properly tomorrow…
Amen