I slept enough last night (after drifting off while meditating on the throne room) and woke up early this morning (drifting back into awareness through the same place). I woke up with joy and anticipation, ready for work and for life. Two weeks of interruption from the routine have refreshed my gratitude for it-- I can't wait to see my sweet and quirky kiddos today, I forgot how inspiring and refreshing my friends and housemates are, I forgot how good it feels to wake up in your own bed and know where the makings for coffee are.
Laura Hackett sings about grace and forgiveness and how Your kindness is so much greater than we know. You've been calling me into more, showing me the potential You've put in me and letting me know You're ready to release it if I'll only show myself willing. In this very house sleep some of the best possible companions for the journey.
I am rested, awake, refreshed, renewed in perspective, and taking ten minutes to cradle a cup of coffee in both hands while I ponder Your love and how it is mine and brings all things into my reach. In rest and quietude and peace, seated in Your lap, I am positioned for greatness.
With inspiration and resolution comes an intensifying of the battle, but I want to live this year from this place. Seated in Your lap, I am in the heartbeat of the action, but I am safer than I could ever be on the sidelines.
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