I usually do my best thinking when I’m rocking Jonathan at night. Yes, I admit I rock our 2 and half year old. As Stephen, our oldest approaches 7, I’m realizing more and more how quickly time seems to pass.
So at night, when it’s quiet, I rock Jonathan and think. I plan out the next day, think through blog posts (like this one), and just let my mind rest. No putting out fires (ie-breaking up fights) or anything physical; just a quiet, dark room with rain sounds in the background and my thoughts.
I love this time of being still. It allows me to think and to listen. God speaks in the crazy of our normal days, but He also speaks in the quiet. In this season of life, I love chatting with Him in both extremes!