It’s a humid, rainy Election Day here in Houston. When I woke up for the day around 6 a.m., the sleepy patter of rain on the windows and roof made me want to just roll over, snuggle myself warmly between Michael and some pillows, and go right back to sleep!
It’s raining, it’s pouring,
wish I were still snoring,
back in my bed
covers over my head
sleeping through the morning
In the end, though, it’s a no-brainer to get up early now. My morning prayer and quiet time has become a treasure for me each day–especially during the work week.
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