I woke up EARLY today – really, sane people should not be awake that early – and couldn’t really go back to sleep. In the grand scheme of life, I know it’s not that early, but it’s early for me. Anyway, Professor (the EARLY bird of the family), I found out later, had already been awake for a little while too. As I lay in bed, I thought about so many things. The warmth of being under the covers, how Racer will hit the snooze a bunch of times, what I have to do this week, my dreams from the night (pregnancy dreams are weird), kids that I used to have in youth group (they randomly wandered into my dream), just random stuff.
Racer finally got up and woke up the older 2 for school (he’s been doing that since I’m trying to limit stair climbing right now), and when the morning “I know it’s time to get ready for school” began and Girlie woke up, I just knew it wasn’t going to be a good day. Girlie would NOT go back to sleep, attitude continued and I already felt doomed. The kids got off to school and I checked my email to find GREAT news from a friend and my Monday suddenly seemed so much brighter.
Weird isn’t it how one small thing can totally change a perspective. My day started out neutral. Then my perception/attitude had already doomed it to be bad. Then, a friend’s blessing put things into real perspective for me. I’d forgotten my focus.
And I just taught on Psalm 63 where David is taking great joy in his time – his relationship – with God. Getting up in the morning and praising God, talking about how that relationship is better than anything here on earth. Better than my warm bed, my husband, the fun I had with youth group kids, sleeping in, any plans I might make for the week. Better than my best day with my kids. A relationship with God can bring more joy than any of that. If I had meditated on those things this morning, I might have gotten out of bed with happiness and hope instead of dread.
But God knew I needed an adjustment and new perspective. So thank you friend, for sharing your news. God is good – even on a Monday morning when things seem to already be going wacky.