I am the furthest thing from a morning person. I can stay up all night, but morning...its hard for me. I wish I were different. Morning people always have their acts together. They're runners, go-getters, set in their faith, leaders. Every article I read on being more productive, happier, less stressed - tells me to get up at the same time every day - and that it has to be earlier. Sigh...
So this week I'm making an earnest effort to move at least in the direction of early. I'm normally up at 7am, but snuggling with my boys in bed, eyes closed. After editing till 2am, I may even dose off a little while they lay with me. I peel myself out of bed to get them breakfast, then rush everyone around to get dressed, organized and out the door. But this week I vow to change. I have to - Finn starts school this fall and I want his morning to be all about him, not me. I want to send him out the door with his heart calm and happy.
I want my kids to come downstairs and find mommy sitting up in bed, blinds open, light coming in, reading the Word and getting her heart straight for the day. I want them to see me studying, praying, reading. And if they come down before my time to do all of this is up, I have the iPad charged and ready next to my bed - so they can watch a cartoon while snuggling next to me as I finish my time with God.
Two days in, it feels great. I SO NEED THIS. When I don't have my personal time with God, I unravel. It isn't pretty. Pride, impatience, anger, frustration, selfishness. This allows me time to pray over my husband, my kids, my family, my friends, those suffering, praises for the miracles provided. What a great way to start the day. Perspective...
So here's to schedules. The rest of my day may be complete chaos....but at least it starts well. And that little change is bringing everyone more peace. One step in the right direction.
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