Quiet as a Church Mouse

Normally, we have supper with Troy downtown before his BSF meeting, but tonight they had an earlier meeting than usual. Therefore, the boys and I had to fend for ourselves when it came to supper. I decided for a change to eat at home.

I let the boys play downstairs while I pulled together supper for us. Did quite well for me. Yes, their plate held protein, dairy, fruit, starch and vegetable. I thought I might have trouble getting them up from the basement to eat, but God provided perfect timing. Just as I was ready to call for them, they were already headed up the stairs.

Even more amazing, Carson suggested we play "quiet as a church mouse". I told Carson I wasn't sure Ephraim knew how to play. Carson carefully explained in his own words what was supposed to happen. Ephraim said "So, pretend we are at church?". Carson said "yes". I was curious to see what church behavior might be for them, because, we don't always have still and quiet while at church and Ephraim spends most of the service in childcare.

They both were surprisingly quiet for a very long time (in kid time anyway). Soon though Ephraim began to whisper. Carson said, "Wait, maybe I better explain again.." He told him "no talking, no whispering...". "Okay" said Ephraim and we started again.

Soon squeaks came from Ephraim, the kind you might hear... you guessed it, from a mouse. Carson admonished him "church mice don't squeak". I said, "Are you sure Carson? Mice do squeak." Carson confidently spoke "Mama, church mice do not squeak.". I asked him "Why?". To which Carson even more confidently replied "Because they want to hear the WORD of God".

Alrighty then. I guess he told me. I had to concur, it only made sense. Oh that we all were quiet enough to hear God's WORD on a daily basis. Taking the time to listen and just be still is a good thing. I need to do it more often. How about you?