He Wakes Me

He wakes me in the morning,
waiting…
waiting…
waiting…
on me.

He wonders…

Will I think of Him?
Will I trudge down the hall to get coffee?
Will I turn on the phone and start to scroll?
Will I watch other’s lives, ooh and aah, roll my eyes at crazy people?
Will I turn on the computer and grimace at my inbox?
Will I get sucked into the world before…..

I think of Him.

Before I sit with Him.
Before we have a talk for the day.
Before I ask for forgiveness and grace.
Before I pray for those who need it.
Before I ask Him His plan for me.

Am I a “all things before Him” kind of girl?
Or a “Him before all things” kind of girl?

Which one are you?

I’m so often the first one, reaching for my phone as my eyes open in the mornings, before my brain is even awake. Sucked into the world before being enveloped in His grace.

This is for no other reason for this email than to ask you and the girl typing these words, how do we fix it? As B has taught me along the way, we all do exactly what we want to do. Somehow we find a way.

T