My computer is dying a slow death. I turn it on in the morning and it grinds and groans awake. Sometimes like me…slowly grinding and groaning, not wanting to move from my comfortable place of slumber.
This morning was one of those mornings. There was a chill in the air and all was quiet outside…even the birds were still…or maybe I was just too asleep to hear them.
But the quandary I faced as I was lying there was this:
- The house is still. “Aahh…it would be great to get up, enjoy a hot cup of coffee, a quiet read and get some writing done before anyone else stirs awake.”
- But the other voice in my head spoke: “Yeah, but if I get up…the dog will hear me moving around. She’ll want me to walk her, feed her…then that moving around will wake Matthew, our 4-year-old. He’ll get up, want breakfast…and that quiet beginning will be no more”
So what do I do?
Well, this morning, I rolled over…pondered this quandary sleepily until Dave stirred, stepped out of bed and the dog barked.
So even though the old groaning and grinding of my hard drive in my brain is moving slowly, I find this to be true:
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness. ~ Lamentations 3:22-23
When I begin my day by placing my agenda in His hands and looking to Him for guidance, the day goes better, in spite of how it begins.
How was your morning and how do you get going when the groan and grind of life is calling you awake?