I like sleep. If I don't
have to get up for any particular reason, I'm not gonna. I wish I could
be one of those people who get up with the sun, run 5 miles, cook an
elaborate breakfast, and be on their 3rd cup of coffee by 7am. Are there
people out there like that, you ask? Yep, and I live with them ;) (and
love it!) Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little. But still. Awake with
the dawn. I heard a song with those lyrics in it. One of my favorite
artists, Nichole Nordeman, writes such beautiful music that always
touches my soul so deeply and I have the highest admiration, if not a
touch of jealousy, for. One of her songs Mercies New, possesses these
lines:
Your mercies are new every morning
So let me wake with the dawn
It may hold different meaning to others, but to me, that is desperation. To be so desperate for God's mercies that you need them as soon as possible! I know that if I don't go about my day without the knowledge of my desperate need for God, all I aspire to do is nonsense. If I am not operating in the power, wisdom, compassion, and authority of Him, I'm ineffective. Thank goodness for all those times I acted out of my own strength and wisdom, and God's grace covered it. Imagine if we walked around as desperate for God as the air we breathe. I never want to get used to what happened on the cross. I never want my heart to stop breaking over what happened that day. I know that only through a perpetual broken and humble heart, will God be able to use me.
Your mercies are new every morning
So let me wake with the dawn
It may hold different meaning to others, but to me, that is desperation. To be so desperate for God's mercies that you need them as soon as possible! I know that if I don't go about my day without the knowledge of my desperate need for God, all I aspire to do is nonsense. If I am not operating in the power, wisdom, compassion, and authority of Him, I'm ineffective. Thank goodness for all those times I acted out of my own strength and wisdom, and God's grace covered it. Imagine if we walked around as desperate for God as the air we breathe. I never want to get used to what happened on the cross. I never want my heart to stop breaking over what happened that day. I know that only through a perpetual broken and humble heart, will God be able to use me.
