31 Days of Hope - Day 27

"I rise before dawn and cry for help; I hope in Your words." 

Psalm 119:147

Rising before dawn? I don’t know about you, but that’s quite a task for this usually tired mama.  I normally cherish the short amount of sleep I get these days, grasping for any extra moments and viewing them as sacred gifts. But I also crave my time with Jesus in the morning. If I miss it, there’s a huge difference in my attitude that day.  Ask my kids. They’ll be honest with you. :)

That's because I need Him. Desperately. Without Him I’m a total mess. And without Him I lose hope, because my hope comes from His Word. And that Word must be flowing in and out of me in order for it to take root and remain there throughout the rest of the day. Otherwise I quickly forget it, and I succumb to the crazy of life. I let the cares of this world take over my thoughts for the rest of the day.
 
So I wake up early – even if it’s not always before dawn, and I'm not fully awake yet.  And I cry out to Him.

For help.

For strength.

For His Word to fall over me like rain and bathe me in the rhythm of His grace before I turn to face all the cares of that day.

And He always meets me there, and offers hope that renews.