Today is a day of decisions, particularly since I had a very broken sleep last night. I was waken unintentionally by my husband twice and once by the dog. I gave up trying to sleep at 3 minutes before 3 a.m. and read my Bible and prayed instead of choosing to be frustrated. That was my first choice. I do not know if the reading calmed me or if I was just so exhausted that I regained my ability to sleep again. I was not quite a peace, but I chose the road of rest and calm then turned my back on the path way of negative thinking at the frustration of being waken so many times.
I was delighted with the sunshine that beckoned me to arise at 6:30. After such a grey winter being waken by the sun is a lovely thing, but I was not delighted with the hour. I contemplated burring my head under the covers, but decided that getting up was going to be the best option for my weary body and mind. The decision was based on the knowledge that I needed a bit more time with God so that His attitude could rub off on me. That would take time.
Choosing to pursue God when my body was prompting my mind to delay waking up just a little longer really changed my inner being. The pursuit of God was worth the effort. The ugly parts of me were scoured off by the gentle cleansing that comes from determining to connect with God. The effort actually paid off far more that in just my attitude towards my husband and the dog. I had a renewed attitude of hopefulness. The black cloud of negativism that can come with weariness dissipated as the joy of the Lord took hold.
I like it when God rubs off on me. The liken the effect to pixie dust - it transforms me. It makes me capable of what I am otherwise not able to do.
I was delighted with the sunshine that beckoned me to arise at 6:30. After such a grey winter being waken by the sun is a lovely thing, but I was not delighted with the hour. I contemplated burring my head under the covers, but decided that getting up was going to be the best option for my weary body and mind. The decision was based on the knowledge that I needed a bit more time with God so that His attitude could rub off on me. That would take time.
Choosing to pursue God when my body was prompting my mind to delay waking up just a little longer really changed my inner being. The pursuit of God was worth the effort. The ugly parts of me were scoured off by the gentle cleansing that comes from determining to connect with God. The effort actually paid off far more that in just my attitude towards my husband and the dog. I had a renewed attitude of hopefulness. The black cloud of negativism that can come with weariness dissipated as the joy of the Lord took hold.
I like it when God rubs off on me. The liken the effect to pixie dust - it transforms me. It makes me capable of what I am otherwise not able to do.
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