It is Five-Minute Friday again. I'm liking up with The Gypsy Mama. You have five minutes. Period. Now write!
I used to wake up to an alarm. I used to snooze two or three times dreading getting out of bed. I used to have a hard time opening my eyes, get going, get motivated and energized for the day.
I used to wake up to blaring noise in the radio and in my head.
I used to wake up already stressed, jump in the shower, put on my clothes, put on make-up, be out the door by 6:15 to be at work by 6:30. I used to be tired all day from too little sleep. I used to fight waking up.
I used to wake up only to want to sleep again.
I wake up to the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen. I wake up to a day to spend with my children. I wake up to teach Isabel to read and Noah to behave.
I wake up and look forward to the day.
I wake up to a child jumping into my bed and snuggling with me. I wake up to tickling and kissing and calls for help with breakfast.
I wake up to love and laughter.
I wake up to the Holy Spirit’s gentle nudging to get up before anyone and spend some time in prayer and the word. It will be a long day. You will need it.
I wake up to be in his presence.
Now I wake up to the sounds and smells of the life God dreamt for me more than a decade ago.
More on this next week…