Preacher is here!
It’s time for morning prayer.
I can’t get out of bed. Too tired!
I barely slept. I’m finally getting restful sleep after praying early in the morning.
My body needs rest to recover.
I itched all night.
My body aches and my arms are numb.
God, surely you won’t deny me a little more slumber?

I can’t face getting out of bed.
I don’t want to look in the mirror.
I don’t want to shake and vac.

Oh how I miss those days when I could just get up and go.
Wake up, pray, watch the sunrise at the beach, go for a run or swim.
Now…now… I’m a walking snowflake.

“My child, what did you promise me?”

Dear Father, please forgive my weaknesses. I am so unworthy of your love.
I desired to seek you and dwell in your house all the days of my life!
To behold the beauty of the Lord.
And to inquire in your holy temple.
I asked for the wind to blow upon me and let my fragrance flow…

Preacher‘s last visit here was 80 days ago. There are only 8 morning prayers whilst he is here.

Today I am still able to go to pray in your House Lord.
Today I still have the opportunity to offer thanksgiving in your holy temple.
Today, whilst I am still living and breathing… whilst I’m still mobile… I will seek you.

Today I will get out of my bed and come into your presence and worship YOU!