So, my morning this morning has officially kicked me in the butt. I got up to take mom to school and feel like I was run over by the SOTM freightliner. Part of it is my body trying to adjust to the higher altitudes, and the other part I am hoping is just allergies.
I was feeling inspired a couple days ago to start a new schedule to get myself back into some form of routine so it isn't as much of a system shock when I do start work. The program consists of getting up at 6:30 to spend some time with my parents before they go to work, a physical work-out program, and an in-depth study of Psalms 18 along with my regular devotions.
I read Psalms 1 yesterday in my devotions and was challenged by verses 2 and 3. The gist is that the man who delights in the law of the Lord and meditates on it day and night will be like a tree firmly planted that yields fruit, prospers and does not wither. What it has me thinking on is what does it mean to "delight in the law"? What do you think?
Ever since I was little I wanted to be on the police force or something similar. As a kid my mom very adamantly said "no". Being immersed in the military atmosphere around the base has had me re-considering some things. From USAF Reserves to applying for a position on base. After being at French Camp Academy for a year I'm having a hard time settling to just simply working a job to only make a paycheck. I need more of a purpose to exist that simple going to work.
When I wake in the morning,
I want to blow it to pieces
I want more than hust ok, more than just ok
When I'm up with the sunrise,
I want more than just blue skies,
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.