BREAKFAST WITH GOD

At 5:00 am, I once again sit in my old rocking chair under the overhang of my small front porch. It is raining this morning, but I am warm and comforted by my blanket and protected from the elements. It is 38 degrees, yet I am safe and warm.

I have my coffee, but I'm not sure if God even likes coffee. However, I am having it with him anyway. I start by thanking God for all he has blessed me with and for the prayers he has once again answered in my life. I still am in awe of this. Even though it happens all the time, in fact, throughout my whole life, I didn't see it then. But now I sit with my eyes open to God's work, and what a wonderful thing it is when you first start to see and recognize His work, no matter how small. He is always there and answers the prayers of the true believer.

5:30 am The wind is blowing high in the trees, and I can feel his presence as I read my next chapter in the Bible. I am in the New Testament now, learning about all of Jesus' works. I try to understand how this pertains to my life, and I am humbled by it. I only hope that one day I can measure up to it. Like I said, I am just a humble servant trying to get it right.

The chipmunk runs across my feet in the darkness, looks like he got up late to

Now the titmouse begins to sing its early morning song, and the deer have arrived to eat the seed I have laid in the driveway. I am surrounded by God's gentleness.

The darkness begins to lift, and I can see the autumn in the trees beyond the pines. The leaves fall like rain. The wonder of God is everywhere; you have only to look and see. I try to meditate on the chapter I just read, but today my thoughts drift back to another time in my life when I would write plays for my children's theater group, and my friend Ellen would sit across from me and type them up. As she did, she interpreted what I was really saying. I realize now that it was not me who wrote those meaningful plays, but God did through me and my wonderful friend, Ellen. They were plays ending with great morals and insight for young and old. They were plays of love, hope, and belief. I realize now that I was blessed to be a vehicle for those who may have been touched by these plays and the children's theater itself. But more than that, I realize it was God's work and I was blessed to be His humble servant.

7:00 am, time to go in and start my day. I will take God with me and hope that he will work through me to touch the lives of others who may be in need. This has been a wonderful, thoughtful time as I had breakfast with God. I hope it has been for you, too. Join me tomorrow for Breakfast With God.