I am an introvert in a family of extroverts. My daughters are two little chatterboxes who start talking the minute they wake up and don’t stop until they fall asleep. Occasionally, they also talk in their sleep. As I write this, the sound of The Little Mermaid fills the house and the cat is meowing at me to feed him. Earlier, when I tried to work, my youngest daughter thought it would be a good time to test out my suitability as a jungle gym. My eldest has come to check on me no less than three times in the twenty minutes I have been working.
And yet, as much as I long for a moment’s reprieve, I am not sure I really want it. Oh, it would be nice to be able to finish a book in one sitting, or go to the bathroom by myself for a change, or even have a cup of tea without a wriggling toddler trying to steal a sip, but I would be losing out on so many special moments. Snuggling on the couch while watching the Tinker Bell movies for the thousandth time; looking up at the clouds while a little girl rides horsey on my stomach; very serious discussions about the psychology of the characters in Toy Story.
Yes, I have work that needs to get done – but not necessarily in one session. These moments are fleeting, this stage of their lives over so quickly, and I don’t want to miss out. How much longer will they be able to fit on my lap as we read? How many more kisses before they decide it’s not cool to kiss Mom or Dad? How many more afternoons being silly together? Before I know it, they’ll be grown and gone.
My house might not be all that peaceful, but there is peace in my heart. I have two lively, lovely little girls who bring sunshine into whatever room they enter. I have a wonderful husband. I have a risen Saviour, and it is His peace that fills my heart. He is my peace in the chaos. Sometimes I allow the distractions and concerns of everyday life to crowd out this peace, and it is then that worry sets it, then that I forget just who it is I serve: my Jesus, my Prince of Peace.
I want my daughters to know the Prince of Peace too; not just know Him, but have hearts filled with Him. I can’t make them choose Him, but I can pray that in this chaotic life they will see Him as the oasis that He is.