I’m not sure exactly when this started or what brought it about, but approximately 8-10 weeks ago James started waking me up in the middle of the night. There has been absolutely no consistency in terms of the time, it’s been as early as 10:00 pm and as late as 5:30 am, and pretty much every hour in between. It’s also been consistent in terms of happening on a regular basis.
Each night he wakes me up to tell me the same thing: “Daddy, I just want to see the stars.” Each night I do the exact same thing: I pick him up and carry him out to the front porch and we look at the stars.
There have been times where I just fell asleep and didn’t want to go, or was overly tired for whatever reason, or didn’t necessarily want to get out of bed, or it was cold outside, or whatever. But every single time I’ve gotten out of bed and taken him. And, every single time it takes him under two seconds to speak his next words to me: “Can we go in now?”
I don’t know why he wants to go see them, or why his trip out is so short and uneventful. I’ve tried to show him the Big Dipper, or get him to wait and see if maybe we can catch a shooting star but to this day he’s never lasted more than 2 seconds outside. I like to think it’s just that he likes his daddy so much!
Regardless, I know one day he will outgrow this so I soak up every trip to the porch he asks for- every single night. It takes me more time to pick him up than we are actually outside, but I still enjoy those few seconds with my kid. One glance upward and it’s back to bed.
I was up praying about two weeks ago and for some reason was disturbed by the fact that James is always asking me to take him to see the stars, but never having a reason and never really actually taking the time to look at them. Then all of a sudden I was just overcome with a peace and felt like God was telling me to take Joy out too. I practically literally heard, “Joy”. So, I took her out to see the stars also. I’ve taken her out quite a few times now in the last couple weeks.
A second time when I was praying I heard the word Joy again, so I went and this time woke up Joy and took her out to see the stars. As I was laying Joy down in her bed, I felt like God was telling me not to take Joy, but to have joy. I didn’t quite understand but I went and got James and took Him out too. I figured as long as I had my shoes and sweatshirt on, I might as well take him now instead of waiting for him. He was glad to go. After I lay him back in bed, I Russian roulette style opened my bible. While I wouldn’t typically recommend this as a devotional habit, I just wasn’t sure where I should read and just started flipping back and forth, back and forth. Finally I just stopped and said, “God I’m tired, why don’t you just give me a verse.”
So after one more quick flip, I literally put my finger down on Proverbs 23:24 which says “the father of a righteous child has great joy.” I looked over at James sound alseep in his bed and had a huge smile come over my face. I took joy in knowing that James is a my son.
God, our Heavenly Father, takes great joy in you as His child too, especially when we are being righteous and loving Him wholeheartedly and unconditionally. Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul and mind, and He will take great joy in you. What an amazing thing!
Be blessed. Be a blessing.