Morning came too early today. It would have been nice if 7 o’clock could have been postponed a few hours. The edge of the bed was a mirage and I was willing to give up the quest for waking up but there was a huge interchurch ladies breakfast (cooked by the men) at the church.
I after the delicious meal with good friends I was more than a little tempted to slip off to my office and work (or take a nap) and skip the music/speaker worship. I didn't want to go. No desire at all. But I did. I am glad. It was a long song set 8 songs I think…it only took the first four or five to change my mood, refocuses my thoughts, and renew hope and life in my. I’m learning that the thing I really don’t want to do is often the best thing for me.