The Difference

Many of you have probably heard of this poem before but this morning it really drove near to my heart...It was a poem I saw in my home growing up.

I got up early one morning
And rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
That I didn’t have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task.
“Why doesn’t God help me?” I wondered.
He answered, “You didn’t ask.”
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
But the day toiled on, gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didn’t show me.
He said, “You didn’t seek.”
I tried to come into God’s presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
“My child, you didn’t knock.”
I woke up early this morning,
And paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish
That I had to take time to pray.
Anonymous


This morning I decided to get up early; wash my face, get dressed and dive into the Word. It has taken me almost 30 years to decide to make this a priority each morning. But I remember growing up watching my dad each day go downstairs and spend each morning with our Savior. I remember yelling down the laundry chute and asking what he was doing but I always knew.

So today, I decided to follow in his footsteps and begin the day with my heavenly father. Oh and what a joy it was to be in His presence today. As I draw near next week to turning 30, I pray that the Lord will richly bless my walk with him this year. I'm excited to turn 30 and get to experience all of life's blessings.

I'm thankful today that I have parents that were truly an example of what Christ should look like. I only pray that my daughter grows up to see a mommy like I saw my parents.