Morning light is my favorite part of the day. It is gentle and airy. It is filled with hope and new beginnings. It is God's promise that if I trust in Him, everything will be okay. What happens next is completely up to me. Freedom smells sweeter in the morning.
The daily duties seem less awful when freedom is attached to them. Oh, the work has to be done, but freedom can make them fun. I may have to make my bed, but I can swim through my fuzzy blanket when no one is looking. I may have to cook the meals, but I can serve them family style like a Medieval banquet. Oh, I may have to scrub the marker off the walls, but I can pretend I am shining the stones of my castle, and the spring ball is just around the corner.
Let the little children come to Me, and do not hinder them. For it is to such as these that the kingdom of Heaven belongs. Matt 19: 14