O God, my God, I rise early to be with You;
My soul thirsts for You.
How often my flesh thirsts for You
In a desolate, impassable, and waterless land.
So in the holy place I appear before You,
To see Your power and Your glory.
Because Your mercy is better than life,
My lips shall praise You.
Thus will I bless You in my life;
I will lift up my hands in Your name.
May my soul be filled, as if with marrow and fatness,
And my mouth shall sing praise to You
with lips filled with rejoicing.
If I remembered You on my bed,
I meditated on You at daybreak;
For You are my helper,
And in the shelter of Your wings I will greatly rejoice….
|the first red zinnia
“The early morning has gold in its mouth,” said Ben Franklin. I bet he meant a different sort from what I found this morning. The birds started in earlier than ever today, at 5:00, but I was already awake!
|lavender and salvia
After a while I realized that getting up was the thing to do. I just now read that some have called that moment when you get up earlier than you really wanted the Heroic Moment. Today was not that, because by the time I did throw off the blankets I was completely happy about the decision and it was easy to do.
|sweet basil and nasturtiums competing
So often we have fog and cold feet in the mornings, but today was actually summery. The sun was shining, and the air had never taken on that cruel sharpness overnight – I could have eaten my breakfast outdoors at 6 a.m., but I didn’t even think of it. The windows and door were open and I listened to the birds and marveled.
|Early Girl is growing fast.
I walked around in the garden and took pictures of the flowers before the sun had a chance to get up high and glare at them.
My early morning had gold and silver and rubies and diamonds and all was bathed in the glory of God.