I spent some time the other day trying to organize my brain when it comes to ABBA Fund. I need that every now and then. Yesterday I did the same thing for my whole life and realized I really need more time alone with the Lord.
Every morning I get up and feed my newborn son at 6:30am. I’ve done it now for 8 weeks without missing a beat. That’s not to say it is without struggle. I love sleeping and I have to fight most mornings my desire to stay in bed just a little longer. Some mornings it is the sheer thought that I cannot let him go hungry that gets me to slide slowly out of bed. Some mornings I debate whether or not he might want to sleep in. Other mornings his cries get me out. And some mornings I actually desire to get out of bed and spend that time with him.
I can’t help but think that is just what I need to do with the Lord. Only I am the one who needs feeding. And God is not like me; He is always there no matter the hour without any reluctance.
“Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.” (Psalm 90:14, ESV)