My favorite part of the day has got to be watching the morning sun rise. It's perfect. Starting the day off with such overwhelming beauty makes day's troubles pale in comparison. It's breathtaking, peaceful. Everything is still and perfect. The sky is like a placid sea, seamless and tranquil before it all melts into that prosaic blue and overwhelms the entire landscape. It's hard not to admire the colors and think of it was a clean slate, a fresh start. I love that. I love the morning and the hope it brings.
I love taking the time and simply telling God about what's going on in my life and what's occupying my heart. I realize that He already knows, but it brings Him closer to talk to Him like a friend. And though it can be embarrassing because often times my focus is way off of what it should be, telling Him everything changes everything. It changes my heart and helps me re-gain my focus. I get so swept away in the fact that He wants me to talk to Him, that He wants me to share my heart with Him no matter how out-of-whack it might be. He wants to hear my cares, my desires and my burdens, no matter how ridiculous and short-sighted they might be. And often, after talking to Him, I'll actually have a much clearer perspective. That's one of my favorite things and I'm kinda overcome with gratitude for Him this morning. I'm not sure why this morning is any different from any other though.
I've had a couple brief eternally-significant conversations this week. That's always encouraging. But it leaves me voracious for more. I have a hard time constraining myself and not saying more than I need to.
I bought my co-workers donuts this morning. Though, they're less like co-workers and more like brothers at this point. I love them. I really love them.
And I'm excited about hitting the gym tonight and tomorrow. Should be awesome. woooo!!
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