It was Sunday Morning. The alarm was just out of my reach. I do this so I won't just smack it, and go back to sleep. My wife says, "Honey...your alarm has been going off for the last 5 minutes." I emit some sound back to her, probably not unlike a bear just awakening from hibernation. After a few grunts and groans, I finally manage to formulate a sentence..."What time is it?". "7:30...remember the time change?", she says. Being so quick at the comebacks, I add, "Oh yeah.". Putting two words together, can be a challenge at that time of the morning. "Don't forget, you're playing guitar this morning.", she adds. At this point, I'm thinking about ways that I can streamline the morning's activities...to catch just a couple more winks. Maybe I can go without breakfast...or not take a shower...NO, since I'm going to be around people, the latter wouldn't be a good option. So, I drag myself out of bed, and get on with my day.
Now, you'd think by Tuesday I'd be adjusted to the change in time. Nope. My brain said, "It's time to spring forward!"...my body said, "It's time to fall back...into bed!". I don't know about you, but that one hour difference in time really messes with my body clock. Now, on the other hand...it takes me no time, getting used to the extra hour in the Fall. If only we didn't have to give it back in the Spring!
All of this has made me think about routines that we have. We tend to be so busy...being busy. While some routines are good...I think that they can also be confining. If our lives are so structured, how can we make room for something new that God has for us? This time change, I'm going to take time for change. To take time to listen to The Holy Spirit more, and to be open to those things that God wants to change in my life.