In the much-needed cloudburst of rain, my day begins. I wish I could enjoy the dawn as peace and quiet come early in the morning. But, I’m off to work! The lonely roads glisten from the night before as the shininess of street signs show in the light of night. Storefronts are still black and the parking lots are bare. Did the rapture happen when I wasn’t looking? Lingering in the dark, a black and white police car lurks. He’s yelling at someone, like Satan himself, on a holy terror.
I take a minute to pray to our heavenly Father – I should have before I started on my journey this morning. But like many others, I was too busy worrying about myself.
So, where is God in your life? Is He in your heart, or on a shelf? When was the last time you thanked Him for you? Do you refer to God as your Father – in case of emergency? I wonder…. is your daily routine verbatim – like putting your pants on the same every day? Is it always the same leg first?
Complacent within ourselves, we aimlessly wander, waiting for a change. But city streets reflect the past, watching you in the rearview mirror. Isn’t time to start your day peeking out the panes with a prayer? Maybe so! Share your first cup with the dear Lord that gave breath to you. The Canadian pastor, Oswald Smith, once said, “when we work, we work, when we pray, God works.” There is no activity in our life which doesn’t need a prayerful attitude.
The dawn brightens and the gray skies shadow the sunrise. Marching on with our daily routine, life is full of surprises. So, let us ask our Father to bless our morning habits. Let us pray for those who find it unnecessary to give the glory to our Father in heaven.
Though your morning may be gray, I pray in the mundane of the day, you will seek another world. He’s waiting when you’re ready!