‘What time are we meeting tomorrow?’ my King looked at me with great expectancy in His eyes. I hesitated…. I loved the King so much, but I just wasn’t a morning person and these early morning meetings were nearly impossible for me to get to. ‘I’ll try for 7:00 AM’ I mumbled. He smiled and said he was looking forward to it.
At 6:30 AM, my alarm clock rang – without waking up, I hit snooze. Again and again, I threw my arm over the side of the bed and onto the clock and I continued to hit the snooze button. I loved that half-sleep time so much and I just never wanted to get up. I rolled over slightly and focused my sleepy eyes on the clock. ‘EIGHT O’CLOCK?!?’ I shouted – ‘OH NO.’ I jumped out of bed, rushed around, late for work – I put my clothes on as fast as I could, tied my shoes, stumbled down the stairs and pushed a travel cup into the Keurig. I glanced in the living room and there sat my King, waiting patiently. ‘Sorry, I have to go’ I shouted as I ran out the door. Just before the door latched, I heard Him say He’d be waiting.
The day raced by – my job is hectic, has deadlines, and is full of people just asking for things all the time. Clocking out at 5:00 PM, I fought traffic all the way home. Finally pulling into the driveway, I got out of my car. With a heavy sigh, I threw open my front door, heated up some leftovers and collapsed on the couch in front of the tv. I barely noticed my King as I drifted off to sleep. Waking up several hours later, disgusted with myself – I went upstairs, brushed my teeth, and fell into bed. I called down the stairs ‘Tomorrow morning. I’ll meet with you tomorrow morning.’
This routine happened again…and again…and again. The entire week went by with my King waiting for me. He was waiting to hear how I needed Him, how I loved Him, and He was wanting desperately to tell me how much He loved me and to give me His peace. Each morning I would set the alarm and somehow rush through my day with only a hurried ‘I’ll be back!’ thrown over my shoulder before pushing through my days on survival mode. I was exhausted when I fell into bed and exhausted when I woke up.
Then one day, I decided to change. I set my alarm far enough back that I could meet with Him – the One who was waiting for me. My Creator, King, and Comforter- and to my delight, my entire life began to change.