I love living a christian lifestyle. My life is more at peace because I have surrendered to God, but I still have those days. Days where I seem to be grasping at anything joyful. I snip at my kids with a harsh tone a little too much.
Thank God, though that I am able to regroup and be filled again with joy that only comes from above. You would think that I would get it, that I would wake up every morning, raise my hands to HIM, and say, "I'm not starting my day until I am completly full of YOU, and empty of me." The only problem is, I don't give God that kind of time in the morning. I'm just being real here. My 4 year old wakes me up every single morning at 7:12am- on the dot, with a box of cereal in hand. I'm not a morning person. I love staying up late, in a quiet house doing whatever I want to do. Sleep is beautiful to me. The point is, I need to give Him that morning time, He's worthy of that. He's worthy of all of my time. So, tomorrow, Monday morning, I am actually going to do what I have always intended on doing. I'll set my alarm, and just have a morning conversation with my father, my Saviour, while the house is still quiet. While I have the time, and the opportunity to hear him. I want to actually hear HIM. I want to wait on HIM.
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