Perspective

4:40 a.m. - The radio from my alarm clock blared in my ear.  I swatted at the noisy, demon possessed box until I successfully whacked its snooze button.

Ugggh, stupid alarm. I don't want to get up. It’s still dark outside...and it's raining...

AND...it's Monday. Ugggh.

5:00 a.m. - The radio from my alarm clock blared in my ear.  A little more awake this time, and little more sane, I swatted at the noisy box until I successfully whacked its snooze button once more.  Then, I shut my eyes again and enjoyed the solitude and peacefulness of the morning. 

Ahhh, that's more like it. Serenity. I love these comfy covers and my warm bed. 

Just listen to the peaceful rain falling. I'll just stay in bed a little longer...

a wee, tiny bit longer...sigh....

5:01 a.m. - The alarm from my cell phone began to chime.  Grumbling to self ensues.   Personal sanity has left the building, and ugliness spews forth.

For the love of God and all that is holy! I'm trying to rest here! 

Stupid alarms. Stupid, stupid alarms. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid arsenal of alarms. Bah!

Begrudgingly, I got out of my comfortable, cozy, warm bed and started my day. As I opened the dishwasher to retrieve a coffee mug, thoughts began filling my weary, tired mind.

Good morning, Lord. I didn't want to get up today. 

It's Monday. It's still dark outside. And, it's raining. 

I'd just like to stay in my comfy, cozy bed. Sigh. 

My mind is already full and I really don't want to face the day. 

There's so much out there that overwhelms me. So much that grieves me. 

So much that I don’t understand. So much that seems impossible. 

And...so much that just seems hopeless.

Just then, a bright red coffee mug caught my eye and brought a smile to my face. And, not just any smile...but, a big, huge, cheesy, ear to ear grin kind of smile. As I clutched my incredibly cool, awesome Wonder Woman mug from the dishwasher, God began to speak, and He began to remind of the strength and the power and the wonder that comes from Him and Him alone…

"Monday's got nothing on us, Angela. It’s all about perspective. 

Do you trust Me? Do you know that through Me all things ARE possible? 

Do you know that I am THE HOPE? 

Do you know that each and everything that breaks your heart breaks Mine as well? 

It's all about perspective, Angela. 

Do you trust Me? Do you believe I am who I say I am? 

Then seek Me and you will find rest and peace. 

It's all about perspective."

Yes, Lord.  I know.
 I know.  

It’s all about perspective. 

"Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust, who does not turn to the proud, to those who go astray after a lie! You have multiplied, O Lord my God, your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us; none can compare with you! I will proclaim and tell of them, yet they are more than can be told."
 - Psalm 40:4-5 (ESV)