What is better than falling asleep next to a child?
Last night, Loretta was grumpy. I mean, really grumpy.
Finally, I got it through my thick skull that she might just want to end the day early and she might need some of my attention. We lay in bed together, she read me some books, I fell asleep.
I think that's how God is with us. Like Loretta, she just wants us to slow down, and she'd rather fall asleep next to us than get things done on her list. With Anthony De Mello, I want to stop and notice today: "Behold the One beholding you and Smiling."