Joshua 24:15 “But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household,we will serve the Lord.”
The shadow of Mother’s Day 2020 lingers as the alarm sounds at 2:30 am this Monday morning. Eric pops up much quicker than I and quiets the unnamed voice resounding from his phone alarm. The smell of the fresh brew tickles my nose, enticing me to make the bed quickly and stumble my way to the kitchen for a cup of Clisthby’s brew. Did I tell you of our “butler?”
I don’t know if you remember but years ago I told you how Arch and I would wake up and jokingly call “Clisthby” to make coffee because neither one of us wanted to get up. One of us would then get it started and then drag ourselves back to bed until it was finished brewing. Eventually, when the our theme,”Do for the other before they can do for you,” went into effect, one of us would awake a bit early. When the other was stirred by the heavenly scent and asked,”Did you make coffee?” The answer was: Clisthby.
Eric brought the real Clisthby into my life, a coffee pot with a timer, ahhhhhhhh. Now neither of us has to get up earlier than the other as long as we don’t accidentally give Clisthby the day off by not setting him (always a sad day) we have fresh coffee within moments of opening our eyes. Again: ahhhhhhhh, mornings may not always be good but they sure are a heck of a lot better!
Clisthby was playing at the top of his game this morning as he was set for 2:20 am. He had the coffee ready as I drug myself to the kitchen without speaking to Eric, just a quick touch on the way to say a nonverbal “good morning.” Words come after coffee.
Are you wondering why a 2:30 am wake up call when Eric’s time to leave for work is 6:00 am? Great question. Tricky answer.
Eric and my one year Anniversary is coming up—hard to believe. We have struggled to find balance. When we don’t do something physical nearly every day our almost 50 year old bodies get stiff and ache. Keeping moving has to be somewhat of a priority to serve the King.
Speaking of the King, aka, Jesus King of kings, Lord of lords, the great I Am, the Word, the Beginning and the End, He is the “bestest” part of my day (spending time with Eric and Willow are close second and thirds), brings me to the early mornings.
Can you imagine not having a stomach? You would just eat, eat and eat and never be full. That’s kind of the way I feel about scripture. I read and journal as I’m reading. If I allow myself enough time, I can pause, and really dwell on a particular passage or verse. I think about it, pray about it, and let it marinate for a while. I can then write down my thoughts and how it applies to my life, or at least a situation that I’m currently finding myself. LISTENING to Heavenly Dad and discerning what He is saying specifically to me, THAT takes time.
I don’t like to be rushed. I don’t like to have the pressure of a daily schedule. I don’t like to have a dual focus. When I’m in the word I want to be “in The Word.“ After I’m feeling as full as I can, for the moment, I’d like to spend time to pray. I don’t want that to be rushed either. Sometimes it’s just a prayer of thanks and praise. Other times something that Eric is going through is burdening me, so the entire time is spent praying through a situation for him. Nearly every day our kids are bathed in prayer, Willow too, of course. Often my heart goes out for the people with whom I have come in contact. Most days I have family members that come to mind. Again, this takes time.
Eric and I have been working on a schedule for nearly a year, struggling to find one that works. In January we took a training on time management. It was a Dani Johnson training and she said to put God first and everything else will fall in place. She said He will expand our time.
Since January we have been trying to give our Heavenly Father the first of our days. What that looks like is getting up very, very early. Let’s hit the pause button: I can’t express the healing that has begun to take place.
Sunday church: every Sunday I used to go to church to get “God meat” to last the week. Some Sundays it was a buffet and I would pick a little bit of this, a little bit of that, and a whole bunch of one particular thing. Throughout the week I would chew on it, pray a bit on it, go to sleep and wake up to do the same the next day. By Saturday I was anxiously awaiting Sunday for my next hearty meal. Things are different now.
Eric and I are attending a new church, one we’ve chosen together. This church is quite different as it is no longer a Buffet. It expects everyone to be in the Word and bring whatever you have been learning or what has been challenging you to the table for all to partake. It’s no longer a buffet, it’s a carry-in. If you’re not cooking at home, many go hungry/are not challenged. They take the verse:
“Proverbs 28:17 As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.“ very seriously. We are all on a journey, so there’s no judgment at their table. The cool thing is someone at this church just might have a seasoning of clarity I had missed or forgotten in the dish I had prepared (a thought or nugget I had gleaned in my time with Heavenly Dad).
They are challenging us to take the book knowledge to home. If all that we’re learning in The Book isn’t reflected in our actions toward each other and those around us, it’s hitting the brain but missing the heart.
Getting up seriously early isn’t easy. It’s made us both look at what is truly important. TV shows that were entertainment have gone by the wayside. We have learned that card games can be played in a pretty short period of time when it’s just two people and are much more interactive. Almost every moment now has a purpose. That also makes weekends extra sweet.
We savor watching a movie together and choose each one carefully. We often make fun food to make it even better and complete the experience. But there’s more!
Our everyday conversations are more about things we are learning verses our comparing differences in belief. We are getting better about embracing our Individual journeys instead of judging the other’s path. We have a ways to go but the difference from before to where we are now has both of us checking on Clisthby’s schedule.
I guess to sum it up, Eric and I are finally taking our pledge to God and each other, “But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.” Out of just the words stage and made it a reality.
Maybe Clisthby needs a raise.
Until next time: Blessings!