What is it about the early morn?
The night slowly, slowly waking up and turning to light.
The quiet that is uninterupted by any one still sleeping.
Not having to converse aloud with another person, but having clear conversation, soul to soul, with Him.
Waking up, not breaking the seal of silence, but feeling more alive and more known than any other point in 24 hours.
The early morning is like a secret - the best kind, a special kind.
There are only two in existence. And the conversation just happens without uttering a word.
"... Good morning, Jesus
Good morning, Emily
... I don't know if I can make it to the gym this morning
You feel so much better when you get up and run
.... Yes. You're right. Okay. But coffee first
Alright. And then let's talk some more"
There is no one else in all the world that is awake. Shuffle to the kitchen. Eyes half shut, on auto pilot, start the coffee.
"... Jesus, I have so many things to do today
I know. But listen, like you said, they're just things. You got up in time to keep those at bay for now. Let's just sit and be together. Grab my word. I have something to show you. You need this
... Yes. Ok
Pick up where we left off two days ago. By the way, I missed you during our special time yesterday. You barely gave me a second's thought through your crazy day
... Uh huh. It was crazy. I know you were with me though. You always are
Yes. I am, yesterday was no exception
... There's a difference though, huh?"
Coffee that's strong and dark to match the early morning sky. No sun has appeared yet.
"Of course there's a difference. When you and I sit and spend time together you draw so close to me. It's just you and me - nothing else matters. Nothing else has entered your world yet. It's amazing to see what happens in your heart. It's as if you literally draw life from these precious moments and I watch your heart soften. Your heart is so vulnerable with me - you've had no time to put up those silly walls through out the day. You don't try to be Strong Emily or Push Through Emily or Kill Two Birds With One Stone Emily. We just enjoy each other.
... I do love it, Jesus. I don't know why I skip it sometimes. I do need this
Do you remember what we were studying on Tuesday? Read that last verse again and then fixate on the next three verses as well. You're going to need to understand this in a new way. I need you to share this truth with some one. Write it down a few times. You memorize best when you write it over and over
... Mm hmm. Writing helps. You know me so well. Is this verse for who I think it's for?
It's for you. And yes, for them too. Check in with them today, please. They're having a hard time. Their heart is hurting. Tell them I love them. Better yet, show them.
... I will. You might have to remind me though
Of course. All you had to do was ask."
Skies change to gray. Soon the sun is peeking over the mountain tops and before long the lamp light will no longer be needed.
"It's about time for you to hit the gym
... I suppose it is. I have more energy now than after work
Yes, I know. Your day might get overwhelming. Remember our time together this morning, okay?
... I will. And I will spend my run praying for that person
Thank you. Emily? Don't forget that I love you today
... I love you too, Jesus."
Grab bags - all filled with the things needed to be done today - and shut door.
Breath in the morning air, turn around, and head for the car.
It's gonna be a good run.
Coffee and Jesus flowing through my veins.
Gonna make my blood flow a little more.
In the words of a dear friend, COFFEE. JESUS. RUN.
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