An Hour with God


I slept at 1am.
Exhausted.
I tried to wake up at 6am, but that didn't happen. I’m snuggled in my sheets, tempted to stay in bed a little longer, but I tell myself to wake up. I grab my phone and tap on Instagram, "oh wait," I stop myself. "I need to spend time with God first."

I prayed, read, and meditated...
A chapter of Acts and a devotional on prayer.
I told God about my worries, my fears of the future, and lifted prayer requests to Him.
It didn’t seem much, but an hour with God changed my whole day.

11am
I wasn’t upset that I got a job rejection. I praised God for making it clearer for me to see what job He wants me to have by lessening my options.

12:30pm
I thank my mom for the lunch she made, and that it tasted really good. She seemed encouraged.


2:30pm
At work I talk to my customers enthusiastically, going the extra mile, and actually interested in their lives. I even got phone numbers, one person visiting from Utah and the other from Texas.

6pm
I message random people that I was thinking about, telling them that they’re on my heart and that I’m praying for them.

5:00pm
I see a Facebook post of a sister that accomplished something cool. I'm happy for her but it makes me feel insecure and I start comparing myself. I remind myself to fight the lies that Satan wants me to believe. God sees me and He has something prepared just for me. I'm glad for my sister that is glorifying God with her gifts and talents. I pray that she continues to stay steadfast! 

7pm
I'm getting tired and bored at work, but I'm excited and hopeful for the future. What will happen tomorrow? Should I plan a prayer walk with some sisters? "I can't wait to wake up in the morning and have my alone time with God again."

9:00pm
I'm in the car having a conversation with my mom until she starts raising her voice and saying stuff that made me bad about myself. Instead of fighting back with anger, I "somewhat" calmly explained to her that her words hurt me. I know it wasn't her intention, but I also told her it sounded like she was calling me stupid. Surprisingly enough, she apologized. I'm sure if I were to lash out at her I would've been building the fire, but since I calmly told her what was on my heart she listened.

9:40pm
Rather than slumping on my bed and playing games until it's time to sleep, I had the energy and motivation to send Sean's (a kid I tutored) mom an email of all the books I read with him. And afterwards decluttered my desk and wrote this blog post.

It felt weird how naturally I was pouring out love. I didn’t need to deny myself or fight the Spirit. I gave love because I received it in the morning.

I wrote posts, had revelations, realized things in my character that I needed work on.

Just because I spent an hour with God.

Imagine how much more we could do when we continuously stay connected to Him and even start earlier in the morning? When our eyes are on Him the first things in the morning, it helps us stay grounded, focused, and protected from distractions and the Enemy's attacks.



O God, You are my God;
Early will I seek You;
My soul thirsts for You;
My flesh longs for You
In a dry and thirsty land
Where there is no water.
So I have looked for You in the sanctuary,
To see Your power and Your glory.
Psalm 63:1-2 NKJV

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