Thursday, June 24, 2010

Ich liebe, aber hasse den Morgen.

I often think that the early morning is the most holy time of the day. As the light of the sun is bursting forth over the horizon, God's glory is revealed. The birds sing a song of praise because the darkness is lifting and the night is finally over. While the birds enjoy every single morning as if it were thier first and last, most people tend to hate mornings. They grumble. "another day at work or school!" People (including myself) wish they could sleep through the morning and wake up for lunch rather than breakfast. But there are those few morning people on our planet. While I think they are a rare breed they do exist. They are the ones who wake up with joy to see the sun rise. It is as if they are the only people whom God as chosen to enjoy the blessing of the early hours before most of the world has woken from its slumber. God has hardened the hearts of the rest of us to want to sleep away the morning hours. We would rather hide under our sheets from these holy hours. Even when we are forced to wake up to see the dawn our hardened hearts complain and dream of the prospect of afternoon naps. It is a vicious cycle. I truly want to be a morning person... but my heart though a little softer, remains hard to the morning air.

1 comment:

Katie said...

Richie- that makes me wanna be a morning person! Though I am not a really late sleeper, I'm not an early riser either. I often have high goals I set before I go to bed about getting up early and getting lots done, but doesn't often happen; because those 30 extra minutes seem so much more important come morning.
We've often said we were going to hike Buffalo mountain and watch the sunrise. Lived here for 10 years and haven't done it. :) One of these days, we'll conquer the sleeping beast and do it, wanna come? :)