we start out our day in a hurry
hurrying to get out the door. hurrying to get the coffee made so we can muster up enough caffeinated energy to get started.
anxious for what the day has in store. only for our anxiety to be perpetuated by our caffeine rush.
can we get it all done? will it be a good day? how will i get everything accomplished?
only to start all over again tomorrow
before my feet hit the floor i want to praise God for who He is
instead of waking up complaining or worrying or rushing...i vow to start by praising Him
from this day forward, i will not get out of bed without doing just that.
i need to write this so i can be held accountable.
Praise the Lord. How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and fitting to praise Him.
what if the first words out of my mouth were not about me?
what if the first words out of my mouth were good and true and life-giving?