“She rises while it is yet night and provides food for her household…” Proverbs 31:15
“Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead…” (Ephesians 5:14) my husband boisterously cries when I’ve stayed in bed too long. Getting up is hard to do. (Yes, I sing that line in my head to the tune “Breakin’ Up is Hard to Do” by Neil Sedaka. Cheesy, but amusing, at least to me.)
Getting out of bed early, like the wise woman in Proverbs 31 takes discipline. Sometimes, it’s just so much sweeter to soak in every moment I can. However, I have to admit, most of the time I’m just lying in bed awake being lazy pretending I have hours of sleep still left.
Summer tends to encourage this habit. Irregular schedules added to a different pace of life than the school year throws me into an attitude of “this is MY time.” So I take it, generously.
I’ve noticed that I don’t get as much done when I sleep in, though. The days aren’t as organized.
When my son reached High school we noticed our family dinners diminishing in the evening with school activities abounding. Eager to still have a bit of family togetherness, a mandatory breakfast time was initiated for school days. While the kids moan about it and my son drags his feet getting to the table, the idea has actually turned into a beautiful time for Thorntonville.
It’s an easy concept that has benefits. My family gets in a simple breakfast, scripture and a little togetherness.
I have to have a schedule for the breakfast food. I’ve found being sleepy isn’t good for creativity so planning ahead is mandatory. The schedule is basic, at best and looks something like this:
Monday: Muffins (Yes, from a box) and fruit
Tuesday: Toast (Plain for jam, or Cinnamon, or cheese) with fruit
Wednesday: Waffles (store brand smeared with peanut butter for protein and yumminess) with fruit (Specifically bananas on Wednesday. They go well with peanut butter.)
Friday: In celebration for making it through the week, I tend to run to the all too close to my house Chic-Fil-A and grab four chicken biscuits.
I would love to tell you this schedule changes up, but it seldom does. I’m just proud there are different things on different days.
As for our devotional, it’s about as simple as the menu. We select a few verses of scripture and then discuss how they impact us. We learned just last year, it’s easiest to work through a book in the Bible than to choose randomly. I say this with a grin on my face, because choosing randomly when the coffee hasn’t been fully consumed, makes for some amusing scripture readings. Like when you just open to Hosea. Beginning the day with the word “whore” is not very uplifting. And who knew “whoredom” was a thing. The Song of Solomon is also a bit awkward with teens at the table. Although, a teens understanding of “breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle” (The Song of Solomon 4:5) is not only insightful, but humorous.
Starting the morning together has another benefit. It allows us to go over the daily events making sure we are all on the same page. Reminding each other of our schedules has reduced end of the day conflicts greatly; plus, it has prompted memories on many a necessary parental signing, helping to avoid penalties from school classes. That has been an extra bonus, I didn’t foresee.
All of these blessings at the beginning of the day requires something of me: I have to get out of bed. It’s actually been a while since my husband has proclaimed, “Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead.” It’s because I love family time in the morning. It makes me happy. It is a good feeling starting the day knowing my family is fed with both food and scripture.
It doesn’t happen though, if I don’t do my part.