Psalm
5:3 O
Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice
for you and watch.
A psalm of
lament
The alarm rings and I jump out of bed. I stagger to
the kitchen and flip on the light. The coffee pot is filled with water first
and I place it on the stove to boil. Next I rinse out the French Press and
scoop into it three ounces of fresh coffee. Walking down the hall to the back
door, I unlock it and walk around the house to the drive-way. At the end of the
drive I pick-up the newspaper and trudge back to the house. I place the paper
on the table and grab my reading glasses. Before I sit down the coffee pot
begins to whistle and I switch off the stove while I pour the water into the
French Press. The paper awaits and my morning begins.
Not a very religious way to start your day, I know.
But it works for me. I cannot sleep walk nor can I sleep read. Once the paper
is read and the first cup of coffee is finished, I am awake to pray and read
God’s Word. That is how my days begin.
After a morning prayer and reading, I begin to tell
God what I would like to accomplish in the day ahead. I then ask Him to adjust
the schedule according to His plan for my day. I am always amazed at what
transpires throughout the hours of each day. Sometimes my appointments and
plans are changed. People cancel or postpone meetings. Work that was to be
accomplished is interrupted by the needs of a client or staff person. A crisis
may arise and off I go to address a problem.
Then in the waning hours of the day I find myself
able to sit down and write a message for the devotional. This is the joy or
“icing” for the day that has passed. My expectations for the day were not all
met. But the greatest expectation was met, I am able to be in His Word as the
day draws to a close. What a great day this has been and God had His way with
me.
