Thursday, October 1, 2009
I've spent a few days trying to decide on the perfect thing to say for my first post. I was thinking of a profound essay on who I am, or some deep theological insight. I've since realised that I won't ever write anything if I don't just dive in. So here goes...
Last night I was sitting in our library sipping a nice cup of tea, ready to spend some time soaking in God's word. I opened my MacArthur Daily Bible, said a short prayer, and began to read in Isaiah 53....when someone started watching a video across the hall. Loudly. I sighed, closed the door and turned back to the Scriptures...when T started shouting about the enemy around the corner - in a video game I presume. It occured to me that though I am really not a morning person I am going to have to get up early if I really want a quiet time with the Lord.
This morning my alarm went off at 5:30. Way to early for anyone to be alive...but very quiet. And COLD. As I was thinking about actually crawling out of bed, my hubby pulled me close, and it was so nice. And then I prayed. I prayed for him and his challenges at work. I prayed for T and all that we are facing with him these days. I prayed for our church and for Pastor Ryan's church plant. I prayed until 6:15. And I got out of bed feeling more refreshed and ready for the day than I ever have. All without having to venture out of my warm bed.
While I'll still have to contend with the distractions while I try to read the Bible tonight, I think early morning prayer time will be a regular thing from now on. By God's grace.