As you read my post title, you were either agreeing with a hearty, “Amen!” or thinking to yourself, “Oh! No! I’m a night owl!”  Until recent years, I certainly would have been in the second camp.  I’m not an early morning person, or a late night Owl.  I need my rest.  Everyone is better off when I get my rest.  I have, however, learned to get up early in the morning.  In fact, I actually cherish my morning hours.

The house is quiet, and peaceful.  There’s a cool breeze blowing outside.  The squirrels are scampering through the trees and the birds are chirping and tweeting merrily, “It’s a new day! It’s a new day!”  I love the freshness of mornings.  In fact, I believe mornings are a gift from God.  Just imagine if our lives weren’t separated into days.  I spend my mornings in quiet reflection.  Sometimes I sit on my deck and just enjoy “being”.  I enjoy watching the wildlife.  I feel the cool breeze blowing against my face and the listen to the rustling leaves.  I listen to what God has to say to me.  I pour out my heart to Him.  I write.  I read.  I  prepare myself to love and serve the wonderful family that I’ve been given.

This time isn’t a luxury.  It’s a necessity.  It’s also a great joy!

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