Friday, April 20, 2012

Five-Minute Friday: Together

There are twinges of headache hiding behind my eyes.

I don't know what's to blame

be it the gray bleakness of atypical April skies

or lost car keys

or mounding to-do lists

or if it's the byproduct of having scrubbed down a poop-spreading toddler and his poop-painted walls for the fifth time in so many days.

All I know is that by 3:09 p.m. Friday I'm asking God if He could just help me hold it all together for just awhile longer ...

I crave 4:30.

I daydream, eyes closed in effort to lessen the strain spread out across my forehead, about my white-car driving knight pulling into the driveway, tapping on a locked glass door to be let inside, joining me in the wildness of long days with little boys

so we can tie this day together

with palms pressed together, fingers laced.