Morning

I hate getting out of bed. I have always had a hard time with this, but even more so now that my pup crawls in bed with me in the morning and cuddles up next to me. He hates to get up as much as I do. But despite these very true statements, I love getting up in the morning. I love waking up to sunshine and birds chirping. I love to open the windows and hear their songs. The sounds of morning are so much different than the sounds in the rest of the day. There is a freshness about them that cannot be replicated. I drink my cup of tea, eat my breakfast, and just bask in the new day and all of its' possibilities. It makes me want to start taking advantage of these possibilities and greeting each new day with vigor and anticipation in what the Lord is going to do.