Guest Blogger Faith Simone: Ain’t Nobody Got Time for That!

Lately, I’ve felt like God wants me to spend more time with Him. I’m down for that, since spending time with God always proves to be a worth my while. But, the Holy Spirit has repeatedly impressed the following phrase into my spirit: Early will I seek thee. This is where the record scratches.

I’m not a morning person. Wait, that’s putting it mildly. I hate mornings. I’m an author and whenever I hear other authors saying they get their best writing done early in the morning, I cut my eyes at them. My family knows not to speak to me in the mornings. They have learned to limit themselves to a nod of acknowledgement or a hand wave until I initiate conversation.

So God wanting to spend time with me in the morning has been a hard pill to swallow. I can only conclude that He’s over me skimming a Psalm before telling him thank you and falling asleep. Or maybe He’s done with me losing my train of thought when I attempt to pray at night. Either way, ‘Early will I seek thee’ has been resonating in me all week. I’ve got sense enough to know that heeding the prompting of the Holy Spirit will save me a whole lot of trouble in the long run.

Knowing that didn’t stop me from rationalizing, though. Finally, I had heard ‘Early will I seek thee’ one too many times, which prompted me to Google it. I read over Psalm 63 and decided to shut my mouth and set my alarm for 30 minutes earlier.

The benefits of seeking God at the start of the day far outweigh the inconvenience. I don’t know about you, but I could certainly stand to see His power and glory. My soul could definitely take some satisfaction. Plus, I’m not trying to turn down help from on high and protection from my enemies. Those are all things promised by God for those that seek him early.

This poem also helped seal the deal for me.

The Difference

I got up early one morning

And rushed right into the day;

I had so much to accomplish

That I didn’t have time to pray.

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Problems just tumbled about me,

And heavier came each task.

‘Why doesn’t God help me?’ ‘I wondered.’

He answered, ‘You didn’t ask.’

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I wanted to see joy and beauty,

But the day toiled on, grey and bleak;

I wondered why God didn’t show me,

He said, ‘You didn’t seek.’

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I tried to come into God’s presence;

I used all my keys at the lock.

God gently and lovingly chided,

‘My child, you didn’t knock.’

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I woke up early this morning,

And paused before entering the day;

I had so much to accomplish,

That I had to take time to pray.

Anonymous

Don’t leave me out here by myself! If you’ve never been one to discipline yourself with early morning devotion, why don’t you join me? I’ll bring the coffee; you supply the donuts!