Why Should I Get Out Of Bed?
Who of us really loves to jump up out of a warm cozy bed?
The window is still dark with that grey morning light, the floor is cold. Not only that but we know what awaits us; work. Maybe its the dishes left in the sink from last night, perhaps its packing a quick lunch and running out the door to a job. Maybe its kids to wake up and convince to get dressed, eat breakfast, and quick hurry them out the door to the big yellow school bus.
Who really likes getting out of that warm, safe, cozy place we call bed?
My dog does. I mean he walks out to the kitchen sleeplily. His girls are not yet awake… so he knows he will get little to no petting or attention from the two large people that are awake. (His attention only comes from the little people in the house.)
We don’t feed him that early. Because aforementioned girls are to do the job, of course.
The water in his bowl is not fresh.
No one needs protected at that time of morning.
The neighbor dogs are not up to bark at.
So, why would the guy want to get up? The answer is simple. He hears the freezer door. He knows that that sound means, peperoni.
He will climb from his warm bed for a single peperoni.
Would you?
I’ve been thinking a lot about this, not the dog with the peperoni… but me getting up in the morning.
I recently passed my online ministry to another gal. One morning after that switch I woke up and realized I had nothing to get up for. Oh, that sounds bad. Let me try again. I had been getting up every morning for the past 2.5 years busy. Like ‘I have to get ________(fill in blank)_____ done QUICK before the girls get up… or else I will miss this deadline!’ Like that kind of having to get up. Someone was expecting me to get work done.
But this one morning I got up and I had nothing I HAD to do.
No one was going to miss me If I slept in!
Great! Or was it?
So I slept in.
However. I missed it. There was no “pepperoni” to get me up and out of bed.
I’m not a coffee drinker, but I almost became one that week. I can totally see why people drink coffee. What else would get you up in the morning? I’m totally sure it is not the dishes, laundry, and lunches to pack that motivates you to get up.
Yes, still had plenty of reasons to get up. Plenty.
Yet, taking away the “have to deadlines” made me rethink this getting up thing.
I love spending time with God. When I had all those “have to do deadlines” I would do a quiet time. . . And sometimes I wished I could go longer. . . But the deadlines cut it short. Much of the time I spend with God looks like processing things by journalling, reaseaching and learning deeper about the stories in the Bible, or really digging into the character traits of someone in the Bible.
It’s kind of my happy place.
It’s my peperoni.
I have to admit, some times it’s been a checklist item. For me. Pray check. Read check. And now on to my day.
But I’ve been thinking. Why can’t it be my peperoni?
My treat for getting up. So the last 32 days I’ve been doing it. Letting quietime and then writing be my reason to get up. I love to write. Sometimes my quiet time goes into my writing time. . . It’s ok. Sometimes my writing time starts a little early. Sometimes I start writing and find myself back reading the Bible again.
It fills me up. Way more than a single peperoni ever would. It lasts way more than a couple hours of full belly time. It is my reason to get up.
What fills you up? What reasons do you have to get up in the morning? Does what you get up for last you all day? What do you love to do?
I challenge you to ask yourself what is your “pepperoni”. . . And trying doing it every morning. (Even if you don’t feel like it) and just see if it isn’t reason enough to get out of that warm cozy bed. Just try it. Even if it’s only 10 minutes.
Love it Trudi !! I can relate to it, and you make me seem normal ..Many times I wonder what is wrong with me? Why do I feel like I do? and then I read your posts and realize Heh someone else feels like I do ..
I appreciate your writing ..THANK YOU !
Awe, thanks for your encouragement my friend!
We are probably more alike than we think, eh? Satan likes it when we think we are the “Only” ones though. Sigh.
I needed this! Thank you for sharing honest everyday life stories that “normal” moms can relate to…. I really need a pepperoni too- or rather- I need to want that pepperoni so bad, that I need to get up! I feel encouraged again
There’s no more “Write Times” class to be our “pepperoni” anymore either!! 😉 lol