Gone is the sunshine streaming through my window at 4:30 am beckoning me to the day.
Darkness now permeates the waking hour.
It is a welcome respite in many ways.
I hunker down for a few extra minutes relishing the warmth under the covers.
My farmer has been long gone to the barn.
Rising early to milk the cows.
I could stay here longer; but I don’t.
My feet hit the cold floor and I make my way to the kitchen.
Hot coffee awaits; grateful for my farmer.
I head to the Ancient Word.
Moments of quiet and restoration.
I begin to prepare for the day.
These quiet moments nourish my soul.
The birds have ceased their melody.
Instead, a steady breeze plays with the wind chimes and the soothing sounds add to the beauty of this morning.
The sun begins to peek over the mountain.
I have much planned for this day.
Yet, I am continually reminded:
The heart of man plans his way,
but the Lord establishes his steps.
I will let God guide my steps today.
I will be interruptible.
I will be flexible.
There is deep joy in allowing God to work his way through you.
Allowing His leading.
I am not always good at it or a willing vessel.
Yet, I try.
Today marks the 3rd Anniversary of my nephews passing.
The pain is still so raw.
As the sun calls the day to account I can’t help but think of Gods promises.
One day he will banish the darkness forever.
He will come again.
He will wipe away every tear.
He will make all things new.
Until then. . .
I will watch each sunrise with anticipation of the days events.
I will strive to seek God’s plan and purpose for each day.
In these dark quiet mornings I may linger under the covers a bit longer than usual.
I will seek praise first.
I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.