What to Do with a Rough Morning

It was morning.

I knew that much, as I foggily surfaced from sleep just long enough to touch the part of my phone screen that silence the alarm. Yes, it was morning, and I could feel myself slipping back into a doze as I mentally began to form the words of prayer that have become my first instinct upon waking.

Lord, thank you for this day… I need Your help for today…Lord, I yield myself to You…

It was morning.

I surfaced again, fumbling over to shut off yet another alarm. I looked at the time and ...