When Morning Comes Slowly...

I managed to stop in for a bit of the party last night over on Twitter (#fmfparty) but as we discussed there, it had already been the LONGEST week ever and when I am feeling all the feels and that over-tired, well - I am easily distracted and I left to eat dinner and pretty much forgot to come back!  Still... the community that gathers around this free writing one word prompt is real, y'all and they are my tribe... so even when I forget to sit back in front of this screen, I know they know I'm there in spirit --even if my flesh is a bit too exhausted to climb the stairs!

This is Five Minute Friday (- a five minute timed free write) and our One Word Prompt for the day is: MORNING

{GO}

It's not that I don't remember...

I remember those mornings that were full of rush and hurry... all the racing around and cranky "Wake UP!" yelling conversations... the piling into the car and hitting every stop light just wrong and then the joy of tackling the drop off parking lots.

I even remember the mornings before I changed my 'job' and I would have a latte to grab before walking in to a time clock to punch and a desk to unclutter before starting my day.

I would be lying if I told you that I missed it. Any of it...

Well... almost any of it! 

I do miss those morning drop-off prayers and hearing all the thoughts and worries and hopes from that backseat...

I miss the laughter and camaraderie of co-workers... co-laborers... co-anyone.  

But only once in awhile do I miss that!



Mostly, I have slid right into a life where Mornings come slowly and unfold over the hours in quiet grace and soft singing... a beckoning over my spirit and my heart to come away with Him and to awaken more than just to life... but a calling to awaken to LIVING...

To awake from the slumber of a routine and of rituals - even the ones that are good and right and true.

God is calling me in this season to Slow - and yet everything around me feels rushed and blurred.  I can still choose to be busy for there is much to be done.

However, I am learning (and re-learning and re-learning again) that Full and Busy can sometimes look and feel the same - but it's when morning comes slowly and we remember that whatever we are tackling, we're not tackling it alone... well, that makes all the difference! 

And that helps to make all the hours count...

That reminds me that I DO have

co-workers, co-laborers, 

even when the work before me feels

lonely and isolated... 

unseen or unappreciated.  

It reminds me that the One who did

all the striving and all the works

ever needed for me

already did them

and proclaimed, once and for all,

"It is finished!"

He did all that needed to be done... just for me. 

He did it just for you, too!

So while there IS work to be done... let's not allow ourselves to be lulled into a sleepy exhausting lullaby, thinking it is all up to us... or that we can even come close to doing it on our own!

No... when morning comes slowly, His light shines on everything and all darkness... and yes, even some of that busyness, has to flee!

When we let morning come slowly... 

His Spirit rushes in and hovers near and shines in us and through us wherever we go!

When we let Morning Come Slowly and unfold all around us, we see more clearly His Glory and we count gifts as His Light chases away shadows of turning. 

Darkness has to flee, yes - but it's not that everything will magically be all bliss and blessing. It's more that when we really DO 'look full in His wonderful face... the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.'

{STOP}

I know I am in a season where I can let Morning come slowly... but I believe we can all do it.  I'm not talking waking up an hour earlier. I mean, if you can and you want to, sure - but me? Well - I like sleep. It's one of my favorite things.

But I AM talking about being intentional when your eyes begin the stir... stretching your body as you open your heart and trying to let the first words to enter your mind be words of thanksgiving - instead of lists of things to do! (I know... I know, believe me!)  I'm talking about taking a few deep, slow breaths before you let your feet hit the floor running.

I'm talking about a little silence during your commute... or if that is impossible, filling your ears and spirit with a bit of worship as you go about your way.

Letting morning come slowly
is more posture and purpose,
than it is planning and preparation.  
It's definitely more Peaceful
than it is Pinterest.

It's not about making... it's about letting!

Let's let Morning Come Slowly and Love Come Softly...
Let's Keep Watch and Pray and Believe... 
Let's Taste and See that the Lord is good...

And Let's purpose to:

Linking up with Kate Motaung and the #fmfparty Community today.  Five Minute Fridays gives us the chance to dive right in and share what He puts on our hearts! Click HERE to read what others have to say about: "MORNING"

The FMF lowdown: The gathering happens on Twitter on Thursday nights & then we write our hearts out & hit publish all over the interwebs on Thursday & Friday (& sometimes on Tuesdays!) It's where we encourage & uplift... where we share prayer requests & praise reports... where we talk food & friends & we find support & kindred hearts. It's where we are reminded that life is good & God is good & we're not alone... & then we all write for five minutes flat, a flash mob of wordsmiths letting our hearts & our fingers do the talking tapping & we hit publish before we can second guess it all away. We'd love to have you join us!