Sitting down at my computer today, I feel compelled to write something. About what, I have no clue yet. But some of the things running through my head are sons and inheritance, prodigals and orphan spirits, abundant life and daily living; just things of that sort. All of these subjects are things that make me come alive. I love talking about this stuff! But even as I think about these things my mind turns to all the other things I do that aren’t always all that exciting.
Yes, the stuff of life, it’s where the rubber hits the road and where character is built. And whether I like it or not, there are more mundane things than exciting things that take up my time every day; which doesn’t necessarily mean they have no value. They absolutely do.
We all have routines and things we do every day that probably have no meaning for someone else but are so normal and a part of our lives that we don’t give them much thought. We all have schedules and family dynamics that determine many of our routines and they’re all different. I couldn’t walk into your house one day and expect you to adopt my morning routines and think it would work, it wouldn’t. I also couldn’t walk into your house and expect to know how you do mornings either. Some of us have pets to walk and others have children to dress for school and many have both. It’s all the stuff that makes our routines. I’ve heard it said that some folks are even morning people, and they get up early just to hang out with each other and drink coffee! Not everyone does that for sure.
Anyway, I’ve been thinking about things like this and the other day I was listening to Praying Medic’s podcast about quitting your day job. (found here How to Quit Your Day Job – Part 1 ) This particular part I was listening to was about writing, either a book or simply a blog. One of the things he said really made sense and resonated with me. He said people really want to get to know you, to have an inside peek into your life and see what you’re all about. And I thought, really? Yes, really. I know that I love discovering things about people and I love their personal stories the best. Teaching and instruction are great but when I learn more about the person, either through conversation or in the course of a blog or post, I kind of lean in more. It’s like a window of insight opens up and I learn more than is actually written on the page. Do you know what I mean?
So, with all these thoughts leading me to the aspect of ‘getting to know’, I thought I’d share what a typical morning looks like at my house. I make no promises you will get any insight or revelation from this but you may learn another aspect about me (and Paul), and maybe not. It’s from these morning routines that everything else in my life flows.
What makes for a day in the life of a child of the King? Well, it’s probably not nearly as exciting as you would think, looking from the outside. (Smile) So let me share some stuff of life with you and let you decide.
A typical day in our house starts pretty early. Actually, it begins the night before when we make the coffee and set the timer to go off just before the alarm clock in the morning. Most often our alarm goes off around 5 am. Truth be told, it goes off at 4:45 because I hit the snooze 2 or 3 times before actually getting up and heading to the kitchen.
This usually involves stepping over at least 3 hungry cats, all meowing and swarming around our legs. It’s like a school of fish in a pond; they’re all synchronized and flowing as one. You’d think we never fed them!
Once in the kitchen, Paul goes to the back door and lets Pippin in the house and he’s immediately surrounded by and hissed at by the other cats. This diversion gives me opportunity to open the can of cat food, known affectionately as ‘glop’ around here, while Paul finally gets to the business of pouring coffee. Glop is a single, very small can that gets divided into 4 somewhat equal portions. Once it’s all put on the 4 individual plates, Paul takes two and I take two. We make eye contact and then it’s GO! I feed Bella and Marie and he feeds Pippin and Micah, on opposite sides of the room. That is, if everyone minds their P’s and Q’s!
Some mornings it goes like clock-work, other’s not so much. Some mornings, I’m dragging at least one kitty away from someone else’s plate while trying to show them where their food is. Some mornings it works. Sigh
Once everyone is eating and the cacophony of meows has ceased, we turn back to the coffee, each making it exactly like we want it. Paul then climbs back in the bed while I go and check my phone to see if I got any Etsy orders in the night. (It’s amazing how late people on the west coast stay up!) I also refill the water and dry food bowls before finally taking my coffee back to bed too. Once we are all settled in, we sit up in bed and talk, pray and just hang out for the next 45 minutes to an hour.
Oh, the coffee, yes, we drink our coffee too.
This happens every day of our lives, unless the rare occasion we are out of town for some reason. On the one day that we don’t set the alarm, usually Sunday, we end up with a kitten, Micah, coming in to wake us up. Not only is he yelling at us, he’s making biscuits (kneading) all over the place with claws extended! He looks like a furry marching soldier kitty. The others are waiting just inside the doorway, to see if he can rouse us. I’m pretty sure they sent him in there. They certainly expect us to keep up the routines!
We haven’t always had four cats though. When Chelsea and Chris moved in they brought two of their own. And, since we get up way before them, we take care of all the feeding, and tripping and such.
As crazy as this morning routine may sound, it’s our normal. Our time together sets the day and it’s something we’ve been doing our whole married life. Initially we would take turns bringing coffee to each other but times changed and we now get up at the same time every day. Later, when we both came to know Jesus, (me four years later) we began praying and interceding during our morning time together. We were pretty astounded by the impact it had. These sessions began to move mountains in our lives.
Shortly after we started interceding, God had us begin to organize our intercession, to have a particular focus every day. One day we’d pray for family and friends. The next day we’d pray for our business, the next the healing room ministry we served in. We prayed about kingdom finances and things like that; each day had a different prayer focus. No matter what our focus was though, we always left room for Holy Spirit because He liked to mix things up sometimes.
To this day, no matter the schedule changes, no matter if someone is working first shift or second shift; we always spend the first hour of each day together. It’s only made us stronger in our walk with God and in our marriage. And you know, sometimes this was the only time we would see each other until the next morning because of crazy work schedules.
We all have crazy things we do each and every day. Things that help us move from one step to the other, things that encourage us and things that make us stronger. Not everything we do is glamorous or glorious but everything we do is with Him in mind, sometimes consciously and sometimes not. These are simply the journey notes of a given day. (Smile) I haven’t even begun to tell you what happens after that first cup of coffee and our feet hit the ground, where the real beginning begins. But, that’s a story for another day.