I have seen how the other half lives, and I have to say that I hated it. I’m not talking about men, I’m talking about night owls.
What happened is this: I had a busy week, attending evening meetings and so forth. I didn’t get to bed until after one in the morning. Of course, instead of waking at my usual five – five-thirty, I woke at eight. I had slept seven hours, which is a good night’s sleep for me. I can get by with five, but six – seven is ideal.
Normally I wake up with my brain fully online, feeling good, and wanting, but not desperate for coffee. I spend some quiet time with God, letting the morning dawn. Then I read my Bible and spend time in prayer. Sometimes I will write. Thus my day starts, and by about seven-thirty – eight o’clock, I am ready for some breakfast.
I think that because it was not in time with my natural ten-to-five schedule, it was a struggle to wake up. I was grouchy. Suddenly, I understood how those night owls feel when they wake up so grouchy and desperately needing coffee before they can become verbal.
Honestly, it was so unpleasant that I have resolved to happily remain a morning person. I don’t know how people can start their day suffering like that, and needing to jump into action: shower, breakfast, race off to work or school. I like my slow approach to the day, and especially time with God first of all. It starts the day right. God is good!