There’s a brilliance when morning sun
hits growing things,
leaves and blossoms back-lit to radiance
and always the dew a-sparkling.
And the chill in the air
enhances that sense of expectancy,
refreshing and invigorating,
chasing the weariness away.
Birds rejoice in the freshness:
roosters heralding, wrens sweetly flitting,
while a dozen other morning songs
are heartily being shared.
“Morning by morning you awaken my ear
to listen as one being taught”.
How these cool, shining times of clarity
overflow grace into the day. (Canowindra, Nov 1, 2013)
In late October I sensed God whispering to me about mornings. In our household, with 2 out of 3 young kids going to school, mornings have tended to be chaotic, stressful and occasionally ugly. The past 9 years of babies & young ones mean that sleep in the mornings has been highly treasured, sucked to the last possible drop!
But now that most nights are uninterrupted, I sensed God reminding me that there are better things than sleep, and inviting me to start the day with Him. I said, “Sure, but you’ll have to wake me! I can’t use an alarm or I’ll wake the whole family, and then there will be no time to focus before the kids are up and about.”
That was Sunday. The next morning, for the first time in 9 and a half years, I woke instantly at about 6:20 am, with the words “Morning by morning you awaken my ear to listen as one being taught” in my head. They were vaguely familiar words, but I didn’t know where they were from. The same thing happened the next morning, and the next, and each weekday morning (God and I had a friendly discussion about weekends..) for the next four weeks straight…
Sometime between 6:15 and 6:40, I would be suddenly awake, with the same words in my head. I would sneak out to the kitchen, boil the kettle, gather my books, and (as I was prompted the first morning) head out into the back garden to read, write, pray and focus. Then I would walk down the garden path and pull a few weeds, then head into the house in time for us all to start getting ready for a school day. And it was soon very evident that there were new inner resources for the morning: peace, calm, hope, lightness, energy and generally some of God’s wisdom to ponder as well.
Before you think this is some holier-than-thou, “you need to have a quiet time every morning” message; let me say that I am amazed that this has been able to happen! Let me remind you that all I have contributed to this change is willingness, and don’t forget that this is the first time in many years that I have managed to have consistency in this area of life. So, I’m just sharing it out of gratitude for what God has managed to bring about in my life, and by overflow, in our family.
The other thing that amazed me was when I googled that statement. I’m sure I’d memorised it at some stage in the distant past, but by this time I hadn’t been sure if it was even from the Bible.
The Sovereign LORD has given me a well-instructed tongue, to know the word that sustains the weary. He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being instructed. Isaiah 50:4
What a great motivator to wake up to listen to Him: to know the word that sustains the weary… Not only is my own life supported and enriched, but it can then overflow into words of life, encouragement, hope and sustenance for those other weary ones around me.