Today was a lazy day. I was feeling restless but also tired. Too tired to do anything truly productive. I’d already declared this week our “fall break.” On Tuesday, the boys woke up with croup and our only outside activity was Band on Friday. Our homeschool P.E. class wasn’t being held because it was the 5th week of the month. Last night, Band was canceled. So it was a great week for a break.
I wanted to get my husband a Lyft this morning because I was so tired. We’re currently a one-car family and he has to be to work at 7 a.m. He doesn’t really like last minute changes, or paying for things so I ended up taking him. The 2-year old, David, was awake and did not go back to sleep. Our 8-year old, Ziyon, woke up shortly after the baby.
I let Zi watch TV and laid in the bed while David nursed. This bought me a bit of time and I ended up making breakfast around 9:30. We stayed home until hubby got off work around 4. We’d planned to go to Bible study tonight but when it was time to leave, I suggested he go with the Zi and I’d stay home with David. He’d refused to sleep at nap time and I knew he would fall asleep in the car. Hubby talked me into going and sure enough, David fell asleep almost as soon as we pulled off.
When I was in my early 20’s, I went through a phase where I’d wake up Sunday morning and argue with myself about whether I was going to church. I always found it so worth it when I decided to go. So it was tonight. I really love my church family and it was so good to see them. We’re going through the Psalms and tonight we read Lament Psalms.
During the discussion, it came up that David cried out to God in his despair because he knew God was listening. Someone brought up that listening to someone is part of mourning with them and showing God’s love. Another person said listening is part of the healing process from pain. We talked about how hard it can be to just sit in silence and listen. One of the guys said his school program encouraged them to count; “1 banana, 2 banana…” That led to imagining God counting bananas as he listens to us bringing our sorrows and troubles to Him.
And it hit me. God knows the exact number of bananas that have ever been, that exist now, and that ever will be. If He counted bananas as He listens to His children, He could be counting for a very, very, very long time. I realized anew that God’s patience is so much longer and deeper than ours. He will listen to us as often and as long as we need Him to. He invites us to pour our heart out to Him- in our hurt, anger, pain, frustration, and joy. He is there with us through it all. And He never grows weary or bored or annoyed with our issues.
28 “Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 All of you, take up My yoke and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for yourselves. 30 For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”