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.
Lord,
“Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.” (Psalm 90:14, ESV)
Amen.