This morning I awoke grumpy and tired, for seemingly no reason. In actuality, I slept deeper than I normally do, and feel more rested than I typically am at the start of the day. I’ve been up less than 2 hours, and already I’ve: Spilt coffee on the table (nothing new here in Pretoria for me!), struggled to get into too tight jeans, moaned about having to pick up our property workers from the train station, and generally had a bad attitude about almost everything. My thoughts in the fog of semi-condemnation this morning are as follows:
- This isn’t the life that God offers, or the heart of the Spirit who dwells within my soul.
- I don’t want a negative, grey sort of day where God seems absent largely because I am in such a hurry to get everything done.
- May my tiredness be an invitation for God to make His presence known all the more clearly today.
- Many of you friends who read this have had, are currently in the middle of, or will wake up to a similar reality this week. I want you to know that God is bigger, the Spirit is stronger, and the work of Jesus is more permanent than how we feel about this at any moment of the day. As I seek to open in my own brokenness to this stuff of normal life this morning, may you be encouraged to stop, open your hearts, and simply let Jesus work today. This is my prayer for you!