As morning comes and evening fades…
|3.Mar.2010Sometimes when my alarm goes off in the morning I’m ready to approach the day, content, looking forward to that first cup of coffee, work, and homeschooling. The day lays out before me and I measure it up in my head, putting all the pieces where they belong…dotting my i’s and crossing my t’s.
Other times my alarm goes off and I’m not ready to approach the day, complacent – even irritated; on these days coffee doesn’t seem enough to get me going and I dread the discipline of making it through another day of work, school and commitments. I view the day as something else to get through and I feel trapped by all the details of it.
I have yet to learn what makes the difference in that first string of thoughts – why some days I wake on the sunny side of the street and other days I’m trudging back alleys.
And around and around it goes.
Day after day.
Week after week.
Month after month.
It has been this way for as long as I can remember…since I was a child living in my parents home – when there were considerably less responsibilities and daily stressors.
The difference is almost tangible – like I could reach out and touch its presence in the very air above me. Sweet and bright or pungent and dull, it lingers.
There is no formula and it seems entirely unrelated to external circumstances; it just is…
Here’s the kicker.
I’m thankful for it.
I’m thankful for the brilliant mornings when the world is full of possibility and the sun seems to surge through my body far before it peeks its head over the horizon.
I’m thankful for the burdensome mornings when a cantankerous spirit muddles my thoughts and it takes all of my willpower to get up and get going.
Why?
Because it shows me with persistent regularity that the choice is mine…
“…choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve” Joshua 24:15
“So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.” Colossians 2:6-7
Worshipping this morning to: Your Name
7 Comments
Elda @ Peace-inthe-Storm
Beautiful.
Dad
Very beautifully written and very profound. Life is still life, still challenging, still frustrating and yet so full of promise. Each and every day is another chance to see the minute by minute opening of yet another gift from the Creator. Each is a surprise packaged just for us, each is always far more elaborate than we could ever dream up ourselves and each draws together all our circumstances to transform us, His children, into fulfilling the divine purpose for which we still walk upon this earth. We have only ourselves to blame when we don’t recognize and miss these precious gifts from God. Thank you for this wonderful reminder of God’s gracious goodness.
I love reading your blog … it is my gift from God.
Dad
redheadkate
I just finished telling someone that I woke up out of sort this morning. Feeling very unsettled. Thanks for the reminder that I chose what I do with it. So I too will choose to serve God today!
:D'anne
Thank you for this. It’s a word from God that I desperately need this week.
bethany
thx so much for this, catching up on your blog and i needed to hear this one. so very very true. choose you this day indeed.
Lynn
Thanks so much for this! I needed it today.
Becki D
What they said – perfectly spoken, Mrs. OMSH!