It can be hard to rise early…right? Getting up before the kids almost seems ludicrous. You want me to sacrifice sleep while I can still get a few more winks?? I feel ya. Or if you don’t have kids… I already have a very full day, I don’t want to sacrifice the time I have to be still and rest by interrupting my sleep earlier than I have to! I often don’t want to get up early either. But lately, I have gotten into the habit of rising well before the kids [up to two hours earlier] just to catch a little time alone — to pray, to walk, to read — and it has been a really great and sweet time.
On mornings that my husband is home, I am able to slip out and go for a walk. It rejuvenates my body, wakes me up, and tunes me in to the day. I pray, think, and pray some more. And often, I catch a breathtaking sunrise like the image above. And it is just time with the Lord, the quiet, and myself.
Other mornings, I wake and grab a cup of coffee and snuggle under a blanket to read. I read a devotional, an inspirational book, my Bible, a novel…whatever I want. I really always start with something that has to do with Jesus ;) then pray, and then move on to something else. But prayer is a big part of my morning.
I find that if I pray for my day, it goes better. Not in the sense that it actually goes well – kids behave, I get a shower, dinner promptly served hot at 5:00 pm – what I mean is, the JOY of the Lord is bubbling in me all day like a steady simmer keeping me alive. Sure, I have moments I want to scream, but God’s voice is louder in my spirit and calls me to check myself. Often, on days that I start out “right,” I find myself slower to anger, quicker to pray, and slower to react. My kids are still crazy, but God keeps a firm hand on me in the midst of the crazy. You know when you go to a restaurant and your husband/significant other places his hand on your lower back to sort of guide you but also as just a loving act of affection? Like that. A loving hand on my back, guiding me through the maze of the day.
In the midst of the crazy, of your flutter of activity, would you let the Lord do the same for you? Whether you’re raising rambunctious kids, trying to lose weight, working your tail off at a job…would you just let the Lord place his affectionate hand on your back to lead you along?