Apart from Me
I’ve woken up and stared at the ceiling. My body and heart hurting. Physically, mentally, emotionally. I couldn’t get up. I wanted to cry, scream, and sleep all at the same time. All I wanted was to drift off back to sleep, forgetting my never ending to do list and my responsibilities and having to face life and reality. It was a burden and I was worn out. So this ended with me staring at the blank white ceiling, having to take one deep breath after another.
A single sentence whispered into life, “God I can’t get through today apart from you.”
I can’t take another breath. I can’t get out of bed. I can’t brush my teeth, and put clothes on, and drink another coffee, and smile and talk to people. I can’t finish my to-do list, or find motivation to study, or somehow find energy to finish all the things I need to.
I can’t get through these 86,400 seconds called a day.
When these mornings come it’s hard. But speaking out loud those words I swear can bring such power into your life. Every time I surrender my inability to do life to God He then comes in and takes over for me.
So then I can take the next breath and the next. I can get out of bed, and brush my teeth, and put clothes on, and drink another coffee, and find an unexplainable joy to smile and talk to people. And I may not finish my entire to-do list but I find the ability to take on one task at a time, and I find motivation to study, and somehow find energy to get through the 86,400 seconds called one day.
And at night I’ll be able to lay my head back down on a pillow and let a single sentence be whispered into life,”God. Today was possible because of only YOU.”
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