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Day 11, My Early Morning Habits.

Around 0538, my only alarm goes off. I quickly roll from the bed to the pile of PT's on the floor, and dress. Grab my tennis shoes and socks and walk to the door. Usually by then, I turn on the first light and prepare my morning notes for my 0600 daily meeting. Drive to the meeting,...after the meeting some PT, then back home to the shower.
I use Suave shampoo, and some new funky body wash with my 'womanly' loofa (lu-fa) sponge. Due to Jessica's encouragement. I brush with Colgate and Oral-B. Shave with Barborsol and Fusion (Mach 4), then put a little Old Spice Cool in the pitts. Then....press a magic button on my Nespresso Machine, and within a couple of seconds have a Polish Pottery cup steaming hot with a Caramel Macchaito, for .55 cents. No ellaborate breakfast.
By then, I have somehow put on my ACU's and socks, but not my boots.
I wait,...I grab my Tabletalk (Daily Devotional) and sip and read. When done, take the time to kiss my wife, grab my briefcase/lappy bag and head out.


We all have these routines. Mine is probably not that much different than yours. But out of my 17 hours of being awake, that was 1/4 of my day. Have I thought on how to minister to people at my 0600? Have I taken any moments to fulfill the Great Commission as a believer? Do I care? Am I thankful? Or do I give the excuse that I am just not a 'Morning person"?

Do I start glorifying Christ at 0900/9:00AM,...if so, I think I am missing something?

Bottomline:
What do you do that makes this time Christ honoring? How do you glorify God, fulfill the Great Commission in the midst of eating the bowl of cereal and 2% milk or skim?

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