My only saving grace was the faint smell of coffee wafting into my room, the same coffee I reluctantly prepare each night as I fight the urge to stay awake just a little longer.
Although I know that my mornings would benefit greatly from a little extra sleep, I stubbornly refuse to give in and so it goes night after night. I make the coffee, set the timer and force myself to go to bed.
I'm not sure why I resist sleep, maybe I feel as if I might miss something or that there may be something more that I should accomplish. Regardless of the reasons, morning means a new day, new responsibilities, new accomplishments.
As I finished my daily routine and headed off to work, this particular morning the sky was dark and gloomy, foreshadowing a coming storm.
Lightening lit up the sky revealing it's magnificent power as it flashed from cloud to ground and cloud to cloud. I was in awe and entranced by the beauty of it until the rain came, steady at first and then a torrential downpour.
I arrived at work and with umbrella (lightening rod) in hand ran inside. Safely tucked inside my cubicle I could still hear the pounding of the rain but was no longer witness to the beautiful display of lights.
It wasn't until later in the day that I realized that the storm had subsided and the sun was brightly shining.
On my drive home that evening, I couldn't help but notice the differences in the surroundings compared to my morning commute.
The sky was so clear and blue with just an occasional wispy white cloud. The grass had become so green and the trees were finally budding.
With my windows down, enjoying the warm breeze and as I slowed to a stop, I could hear the loud chirping of the birds.
The rivers and creeks, still swollen from the recent flooding had become a perfect home for two large majestic white swans.
As I reflected on the beauty I found in both scenarios I wondered how much I miss on a daily basis amid the distractions of my busy life.
Too much busyness and too much noise.
Could it be that the reason I fight so hard to stay awake is because I AM missing something? Am I missing the glory of God that my soul so desperately seeks?
What if I were more intentional in seeking God's presence and just being still? Letting go of the busyness and turning off the noise and distractions, would I feel most accomplished knowing that I gave my time, my energy and my focus to the One who created ALL of this?
I plan to find out. I purpose to seek Him. I intend to be witness to all He created
by looking and listening, purposefully, for the beauty in this world.
And resting in His presence.
Amplified Bible (AMP)
Now while they were on their way, it occurred that Jesus entered a certain village, and a woman named Martha received and welcomed Him into her house.
And she had a sister named Mary, who seated herself at the Lord’s feet and was listening to His teaching.
But the Lord replied to her by saying, Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things;
There is need of only one or but a few things. Mary has chosen the good portion [that which is to her advantage], which shall not be taken away from her.