I find morning the most beautiful time of day, the time of day most blessed with inspiration. Think about it . . . Everything's about to start over, with new opportunities following the rising sun. Opportunities to love others, opportunities to be a blessing, opportunities to shine God's light wherever you go, and opportunities to live life without regrets. The list could go on, but I will choose to exercise restraint and not to overwhelm you (too much) with my annoying morning person optimism. You're welcome.
Okay . . . . I'm sorry . . . . I can't help it! Here I shall go again. You guys caught me in an extremely inspired mood!
I love mornings . . .
For the the lovely stillness in which God's presence seems to be intensified and His voice so much easier to hear. I guess this is because your fast-paced lifestyle, overly-packed schedule, the weight of the day's mistakes, and all of life's other crazy distractions haven't even had the chance to cloud my connection between me and my best friend yet. Of course, that's my fault though. I let those things get in the way, and I know I shouldn't.
Because, I feel the warmth of His loving smile as the sun peeks over the tree tops and the dewy light that lasts but a few moments refreshes my soul, preparing me for yet a another gift of a day. A gift that I must actively choose to give back to the Giver to use for His purposes . . .and actively re-choosing this throughout the day. You guys know me, I'm probably one of the most scatter-brained people you'll ever meet and getting distracted is one of the most common occurrences of all time for me. So, focusing my every moment to the purpose of serving God in even the most minute actions of my day is a struggle.
Because everything from the day before has passed, all mistakes have been forgotten except for the lessons learned from them, and every sin completely and totally forgiven by a most gracious, kind, and loving heavenly Father. I get to start over. I've been refreshed by a night spent resting in the arms of God, having been rocked to sleep by angels. I am ready for another day in my pilgrimage, another task, another mission.
For it offers me new opportunities with the coming day. Opportunities to shine God's love with a smile to a stranger, with a "How are you?" to a friend, or with a hug to your little brother. Each day offers all kinds of opportunity to show love to God by sharing His love with others.
Side note: I feel like I just repeated myself from somewhere earlier in this post, but oh well! I warned you about my scatterbrainedness . . . "scatterbrainedness" is not a word . . . I know this . . . but it serves the purpose, so I'm sticking with it! Perhaps putting hyphens in between would make it more proper. Scatter-brained-ness. Nope. Never mind. I think that's actually worse, so I'll just stick with my prior grammar sin.
Well, the light of dawn is beginning to seep through my window, and the warm glow of the emerging sun is issuing an invitation. An invitation to receive the gift of a day from the King, with it coming a call to royalty. I choose to accept. Will you?
I'm going to go put on a pot of coffee. . . . I wish so badly you could join me. I want you to know that you are in my prayers, dear friend, and that I think of you often. May your day be blessed above and beyond your wildest expectations, and may the opportunities God offers you this morning and throughout the day take you on an adventure you'll never regret.
If you want, you can leave me a comment below. I'd love to hear from you!
Happy pilgrimming! (Wow! Second made-up word of the day! What am I trying to do? Go for some sort of record?)
P.S. -- Don't mind the time stamp below. It's messed-up majorly, but I'll get it fixed!