"Show me the path where I should walk, O Lord; point out the right road for me to follow." Psalm 25:4
There is nothing that compares to becoming a parent... It's absolutely beautiful, amazing, and completely exhausting. That's right, exhausting. As in four hours of sleep in two days, hardly having time or strength to shower, let alone getting dressed. However, at the same time, we do it. All of it. Make sure the kids are fed, we're fed, chores are done (mostly), and everyone's in the car for wherever we need to go that day and whatever is on our endless to-do list. It is very easy to remember those human needs and forget our spiritual ones. The power of prayer is undeniable, yet some times we forget to make the time, and our children learn through us. Understandable with all we juggle as a parent, but there are opportunities all over.
When Everett and I are on the road each day, he cries. Uncontrollable sobs of misery from the back seat. It hurts to hear your child so upset. There's nothing I can do but reach back there and offer my hand. As soon as he holds it, I pray with him. We pray for many people and situations, even for the other drivers on the road with us. It calms him right away and our drive becomes a peaceful time for both of us.
Our time on the road has become part of our journey in faith... part of my little one year old boys faith journey is getting started right there with our prayers.