“The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork.” Psalm 19:1
Wrestling with a baby 30,ooo feet off the ground is an art that I have become too familiar with over the last 9 months. Summer has now flown 14 times. She wiggles, yells, laughs, cries, flails, punches, pokes, prods, flirts and violently nurses. Sometimes all at once. When I say she is a high-energy, strong-willed kid, I’m not exaggerating. Our trip home in June featured me sobbing with her in front of the entire crew and passengers for a full hour. It was awesome.
I always do my best to make the environment calm in an effort to somehow sway her performance in the direction of sleep. It rarely works. I dim the lights, turn on a little air, put her socks on, nurse her, schedule the flight for early and late…yet she remains wide awake. During our recent flight, I began the journey on low reserves. I mean I was exhausted. I allowed her to crawl down the aisle. I allowed her to chew on things I never typically would. I was proudly waving my white flag.
When these activities led to restlessness, I placed her in my lap without anymore tricks to distract or calm her. So I decided to open the window.
Her response was beautiful. She gasped and placed her tiny hands on the frame. She gazed outside, overwhelmed by life beyond our little tube in the sky.
I want to live this way, yet I live with tunnel vision. Too often I fall into the routine and rhythms of the day, overlooking miracles and wonders that occur right before my eyes. Like a rainbow. Or kids giggling. Or the fact that I can take medicine and feel better. Or flowers that bloom indoors. Or birds flying in a formation overhead, or crickets chirping, or how fun shadows are…His creation sings of His glory and power continuously – and yet I find myself worried sick over a stain on my carpet, dog hair matted on my couch, being late to a meeting or forgetting to put on make-up. I want to take time to fling open the windows of my soul and absorb the beauty outside of my daily habits and to-do’s. The miraculous that makes up our world sings His praises ceaselessly. I do not want them to sing louder than me.
“All the earth worships you and sings praises to you; they sing praises to your name” Psalm 66:4
“For His invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made, so they [we] are without excuse.” Romans 1:20
Living Uncovered 
Beautiful 😄