The first fresh hour of every morning should be dedicated to the Lord, whose mercy gladdens it with golden light.

Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.

RISING.SUN detected: (A)nother coffee, (C)old shower, (S)leep?

I have a mystical bent, and I pursue daily meditations that follow the liturgical calendar - what are called the 'daily offices' of the church.

We will praise God first thing every morning.

She had never seen anything so beautiful. Morning light spilled slowly over the mountains, across the valley to the cabin and the woods behind, and up the hillside. She felt Hosea's strong hands on her shoulders. "Mara, that's the life I want to give you."

The manna of one day was corrupt when the next day came. I must every day have fresh grace from heaven, and I obtain it only in direct waiting upon God Himself. Begin each day by tarrying before God, and letting Him touch you. Take time to meet God.

How little we understand that we need enough time with God for His light to shine into the depths of our hearts and fill our lives.

Such sober certainty of waking bliss.

Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn?

I get up earlier than my husband and I intentionally spend time in prayer and Bible reading just to focus myself for the day, because the days get crazy.

I would rarely be in conformity with the Divine's huge, crazy love so I just prayed, Help me start walking in your general direction, and the greatest prayer, Help me not be such an asshole.