We make a huge joke about our self-indulgence and treat with amusement our failure to pull ourselves out of bed early enough to get to work without a hectic rush. An eighteenth-century hymn by Thomas Ken would seem quaint nowadays:Awake my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run:
Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Friday, February 25, 2011
The Disciplined Life
Today: Feeling convicted. How often am I one of those who "joyful rise"? Do I offer each morning to God? It's his anyway. Why don't I? Elizabeth Elliot put it well:
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Thanks for sharing this, Colleen, as well as your practical example of how you responded to this conviction with action the following day!
Haha! I hadn't event thought about it that way! But God is good and gives us new grace for new habits!
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