Morning, people

Sunrise at the beach

“Morning, people.”

Some of us need that comma, because we are most decidedly NOT “morning people.” It takes a specific commitment to roust ourselves from a sweet, comfy bed to wakefulness. By choice, we would sleep until mid-morning, or at least 9 a.m.

But there are those rare days when I choose to waken early and watch the sunrise. To see the first flight of pelicans over the beach… hear the cadence of birdsong change from night to day… see the swallows swooping after bugs, backlit by the sun… watch the clouds trace their path across the horizon…

But that’s not my normal way of starting the day. I crouch over my coffee and try to remember why I must get moving. Commitment and calling drag me to a shower and the daily tasks ahead.

Today, like it or not, I must start to shift from vacation mode to “life.” But today I also took a breath and changed it up. I didn’t plan to get up this morning so early… and yet… I’m glad I did.

It was so needed. Re-set. Renew. Re-focus. Remember Whose I am!!

I long for the Lord
more than sentries long for the dawn,
yes, more than sentries long for the dawn.
(Psalm 130:6)

As vacation ends, and I mentally prepare to tackle emails and challenges that have piled up in my absence, I’ll struggle to find this morning calm again. Chores and tasks and to-do lists will re-insert themselves into my thoughts just like the gnats and mosquitos who “found” me and chased me inside to start the rest of my day.

I’ll try to do a better job of holding on to this peace. But hopefully without requiring a pre-dawn alarm. It just isn’t me.

I’ll keep that comma, thanks.

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