Our family attempts morning devotions together. It's a simple process of reading and discussing a passage of Scripture and taking turns praying about specific things. We all approach this differently. I have to plan ahead, which means I cheat. I read the passage the day before, think about it, and jot a note or two (Okay. I confess. On those incredibly eloquent days when I can't seem to summarize or keep off rabbit trails, it's been a page or two.) The point is that I have to mull on the verses a while and write something down. Otherwise, I'd stare blankly into space when it was time for me to share my thoughts. When morning comes, I'm prepared as long as I have my journal and my coffee in hand. The kids, however, drag out of bed looking like slug-a-bugs, crumple on the furniture or floor in a foggy heap that suspiciously resembles cuddling up for extra slumber, and with croaky voices, proceed to give these AMAZING, in-depth, profound nuggets of insight. By this time, Eddie, who has been up for an hour and a half, has a song and a testimony to go along with his shared thoughts. While it's true only one of us has the song and dance, each of us brings something to the morning. Sometimes, what my family shares in those still-hazy moments before anyone heads out the door is a feast for my spirit man all day long. That wouldn't be so if everyone was a clone of me. Thankfully, there is diversity, not only in the colors and creeds of God's world, but in our home as well, uniqueness that springs up from the same gene pool, the same environment, the same love of God, and becomes a mosaic through which each of us can view the beauty of the day the Lord has made.
Tip/Tidbit: What is your morning routine? What are the colors of your morning mosaic?
Tip/Tidbit: What is your morning routine? What are the colors of your morning mosaic?
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