Most mornings I wake up before my alarm. And even before I can gather my first thought into something coherent I am already panicking.
Too much to do. Too much to manage. Too much to make sense of, sort through, and accomplish.
Almost every single morning my heart is beating for something other than my Savior. In the few hours I spent sleeping I have already forgotten that I am His….
Read the full post over at Glow, Live As Light where I had the privilege of guest posting this week.
You can also find a printable version of the print above on the full post.