Fresh start, Monday.
But time and again, the alarm sounds
I can't tell you how many times we try, try, try again to wake up before the sun
so we can read God's word
before the day begins.
But time and again, the alarm sounds
and snoozing and losing goes from enticement to entrapment
and the more important goes from wanted to wayside
til the evening, when my brain is too foggy to understand.
Today, though. Today was Monday
and he and I, we woke up before the sun
and we read God's word
and we were filled
before breakfast.
I'm grateful for fresh starts, new beginnings.
I'm grateful to learn from the master teacher,
the master healer,
the master of tempests and earth and skies,
who gives me the chance to try again
on Mondays
and every day.
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