I have come to love mornings. For a long time I found it difficult to drag my lazy bones out of bed to begin my day. How come my bed seems extra comfortable when I'm supposed to wake up?
But lately, I have found new motivation to wake up extra early (among the darkness and quietly before the rest of the world starts moving around) and have discovered why I used to love mornings so much. One of the most... correction, THE most beautiful part of every day is the moment I get to see God's greatness in His sunrise. Every morning sky is a new canvas and every morning, even if it has the same colors, is entirely different than the day before. These days I even get to spend my morning in community (which i LOVE) and then return home to make myself (sometimes also for my roommate(s)) breakfast, maybe start a load of laundry and then to take my time getting dressed, cleaning my room, putting clothes away... enjoying my morning.
Mornings are the only time in the entire day that I have to myself. Mornings are my chance to spend time sitting with the Lord, undivided attention, relying on HIM for community and companionship. You see, my nature is to surround myself with friends... constantly. I love people. I love being near people, I love lunches with friends, hanging out, going to events... always as long as I'm with someone. I'm not dependant, I just enjoy relationship.
I think maybe this morning, for the first time, surprisingly, I realize mornings are the sweetest time of the day - the sweetest community and companionship I have.
So Good morning my Jesus, thank you for waking me with the dawn and beginning my day with a work of art. Your presence in my heart this morning is a great comfort in an overwhelming world. Let this calm stay with me when I go to work today.
This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it!
Psalm 118:24
