Mornings

I have to admit that the school bus coming at 6:25 am is a bit early for even me.  However, once my daughter is safely on her way, and the flashing lights of the bus are gone, it's one of my favorite times of the day.  My wife is usually still nestled in bed.  My dog curls back up in his spot, and this extrovert has his few minutes of quiet stillness, that he SO desperately needs - but too often doesn't take.  The birds begin their songs, which at other times I never hear.  The sunrise majestically lights up the steeple of our church.  Cars whiz by on their way to work, and I enjoy a hot cup of coffee, in the stillness of the morning.  I'm still in my flannel pajama pants stitched together as a Christmas gift from my daughter a few years back.  My eyes are tired, but my heart and mind are still...waiting...expectant...ready to hear, see and join God.  The entire day is great, but boy do I like mornings!