Not a Morning Person
I am not a morning person, but rather one of those people described as "Instant human. Just add coffee." Before my initial java intake level reaches the bottom line shown in this photo, I consider the phrase "Good morning" an oxymoron.
Good news. I do not stay in this negative state long. I perk up, but it is a slow, unwinding process that cannot be rushed for people wired like me. So against my very nature, I get up an hour before I need to get ready for work, as every fiber of my being cries to stay in bed until the last possible second.
And here's what happens between the lines you see pictured in the coffee mug. I read the blog you are reading right now. I pick up my favorite devotional books and read the associated scriptures. I skim social media. Oh no! Red flags just went up and some would argue that social media does not belong in this setting. But the operative word here is skim. It's not the time for long videos or articles or to get distracted by clicking on multiple links. (I avoid Pinterest at this time for this very reason).
When I first open social media in this quiet time, I flick through the posts by my night owl and other-time-zone friends that I missed while sleeping. As I did this today, I noticed something else very cool happening. Scripture verses and inspirational thoughts began popping up as they were shared by others at that very minute. I realized I am not alone in this routine and envisioned God's people all over lighting candles in a very dark world. They are recharging batteries, strapping on armor for the day ahead, and sharing God's word.
That is one way of being that city on the hill, pushing back the dark (even the darkness of sleep) and being a small flame of light, which may make all the difference in the world to someone who can't find their way.
I wrap up my quiet time in prayer, with fresh names to bring before my Father. I am inspired by the candles just lit, and I'm full of thanksgiving. Usually by this time, I head up the stairs with a spring in my step humming a song to sing through my upcoming shower (mercifully my only solo singing venue). Not bad for a morning hater.