Here’s an amusing story  that I thought I would share with you. Just a little insight into my life.

Most mornings I try to have a little quiet time to myself to prepare for the day and spend time with the Lord. In an ideal world I would do this every and for 30-45 minutes. This does not happen with 3 little ones and I have accepted this reality. Well this particular morning I did not get an early start on the day but I still attempted to have a quiet loud time while the kids were playing in the morning. I have this great new book that my friend Kyra told me about that is short devotionals focusing on Psalm 51. It’s called Whiter than snow by Paul David Tripp. Really really good! I knew with the kids being up I could only get maybe 10 minutes of time. Here’s how the scenario went…

I’m sitting at the kitchen table reading.

Music is playing loudly in Mason’ room.

Kids are running from room to room like normal.

Mason decides to play the drums even louder to his already loud music.

Girls chime in with shaking bells and tambourine.

I’m still reading.

One girl steals instrument from the other. Fight breaks out.

I stop reading to find out who did what and put the appropriate person in time out and console the other who is crying.

After that is all resolved. I go back to reading.

Mason climbs on my chair and gets in my face to ask me what I’m doing.

He wants to read his bible too. He proceeds to bring every bible he owns to the table and starts reading aloud at the table with me.

Girls climb on to chairs as well and start reading bibles.

Girls then have the great idea to climb on the table.

I put them back on the chairs with them protesting loudly and go back to reading.

Mason asks about 10 questions in a matter of 47 seconds.

I try to answer with short but thoughtful answers and of course this is not satisfying to him and he lets me know.

One of the girls pooped.

I stop to change her, then go back to reading.

The one other poops.

I stop to change her and go back to reading again. At this point I have read the same 3 sentences about 12 times.

Now one of the girls is sitting on my lap because she was crying and is now trying to take my book out of my hands.

Mason is still reading aloud.

I start to read aloud so I can hear myself over the chaos while holding my book over my head so little hands cannot reach it.

Mason goes to the bathroom now.

One girl still on my lap while the other is dumping out as many toy bins as she can get her hands on.

Music in Mason’s room is still blaring.

Mason screams from the bathroom and needs wiped so I take care of that.

I come back and continue reading aloud to the finish.

Yes, this all happened in a matter of 30 minutes. To be honest I can’t tell you what I read that day but I do know that God was giving me patience and perseverance during this time!