Morning Reflections

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Open my eyes that I may see
wonderful things in your law. 
Psalm 119:18 NIV

I used to be a morning person. Arise with the rooster. Get the day started. Now, I’m a hit-the-snooze-one-more-time person. I can’t claim to be a night person because by 10 pm, my body is ready for bed.

When my alarm goes off at 5:30 a.m., but I don’t usually crawl from my comfy cocoon for another fifteen minutes. Usually my alarm is set for 6:00, but I’m trying to discipline my body to wake up earlier in order to sneak in extra writing time. That plan still needs some work.

After showering and getting ready for work, I opened the front door as dawn stretched across the sky. A couple of cars passed. A woman jogged by my house. I could set my watch by her impeccable timing. Seeing her this morning sparked the idea of a new character. A man rode his bike down the street. Few lights were lit in neighboring houses. Birds twittered to one another on the tree branches next to my house. Dew drops rest on the flower petals in my gardens.

Ahh, the sights and sounds of morning.

Even though I don’t like getting up so early, I truly appreciate our Creator during these quiet moments of reflection. I’m completely amazed by the detail in the smallest flower, the rhythm of butterfly wings, precision of snowflakes….amazing. Only God could create such beauty.

Sometimes we get so caught up in our daily routines that we forget to pause and rejoice in the smallest details. It’s worth setting the alarm for 5:30 and dragging myself out of bed to take a few moments to appreciate the wondrous works God has done.

Your turn: What do you see or hear first thing in the mornings? What time does morning begin with you?

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  1. Sherrinda

    I've been getting up at 5 to give me an hour for a quiet time with God and some writing. Lately though, my google reader has been claiming my time. I've got to be better about the whole discipline thing. 🙂

  2. Jessica R. Patch

    I awake to darkness, stars are usually still out, a few birds quietly twitter, probably wondering what I'm doing up at 4 am. Yes, my day starts at 4.When I'm lazy, 5 am. I need my Jesus time, and then I need some writing time when I'm freshest. I'm in bed by 8 but sometimes I'm up till 9:30 or 10:00 depending on what night it is. Some shows just have to be watched! LOL

    Enjoy your morning!

  3. Lindsay Harrel

    My day starts around 5:30, but I'm trying to make it 4:30. Got up at 5 today, so I'm getting there, little by little. I blog in the mornings and want to get in some writing time. We'll see how that goes!

  4. Julie Jarnagin

    It just depends. A few days a week I get up at 5am for quiet time and writing. If I get to bed late, I usually don't get up until it's time to get ready for my day job.

  5. Pat Trainum aka P. T. Bradley

    I've always been an early morning person, but lately morning comes around 6. Since I live by myself, it's quiet, except for the birds singing and Mazie meowing because I'm 30 minutes late. Most days I start off with a cup of coffee and Jesus Calling…my devotional journal.

  6. Loree Huebner

    The first thing I hear is the birds chattering. We're on the second floor, so we're up in the trees. I usually get up around 7.

    I have a small balcony off of my upstairs bathroom. Sometimes if I get up early, I open the door and go out to watch the first light. So peaceful…a moment with God.

  7. alex

    I do hope I am not interrupting a women's site, if so excuse me. I am regular and I am good, but rarely am I both at the same time. Procrastination is a bad habit and nearly keeps me from doing the same thing everyday, except for waking up. The first things I hear upon awakening are the beautiful harmonies of the birds beginning their day. I never look at the clock but I can guess it is 4-430ish/am. At that moment, between complete quiet, the absence of light, and the sounds released through my Great Spirits gift…our feathered friends…is a calm settling over me. No interference from what needs to be done nor what should have been done…a moment of peace. This will last for as long as I remain motionless, like a child afraid to get out of bed because of the unknowing fears that may lie hiding outside of my nest. I am conscious of this moment and know to move will activate the chaos I possess within my mind. This moment, when I leave my bed can be a key opportunity for me, as to weather or not I am able to acknowledge and ask for help, direction and reliance from my Great Spirit, creator. The time morning began was while I was lying still as a mouse, intently listening to the songs of waking birds, gifted to us to hear and enjoy by our Great Spirit/Creator.