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confessions | I love sleep

 
 

Although I consider myself a morning person the first time I hear my alarm go off I almost always hit snooze. I think "my bed is too warm, my pillow is too comfy, I can't leave yet". In a book I read once the author shared a story about getting a special one on one invitation to meet with the President of the United States at some super early hour. You would think the excitement of the invitation would make sleep nearly impossible but unfortunately it didn't. The author woke up to a phone that had apparently been ringing off the hook and by the time he finally answered the voice on the other end simply said "it's too late" and with that the date with the President became nothing more than a dream.

The point of the story (that was totally made up) was that each morning we are in a similar position when it comes to waking up early and being intentional about spending time with our Heavenly Father. Is He not much more than a president? He's the King of all kings. Yet we still request "5 more minutes" of precious sleep. Occasionally when I'm tempted to hit my alarm for the second time I remember that story and suddenly sleep doesn't seem as important. When you remember Who you're waking up to talk to or more than that by Who's grace you're even waking up at all perspective on the importance of sleep starts to change.
But I still have a long way to go.