When the Hubby Coach’s alarm goes off the first thing, I think to myself is… How grateful I am to God for another day! Mind you, I have most likely already been up for an hour. My internal clock seems to have learned to wake me instinctively an hour before my husband; most mornings I do not set my own alarm because of this. I use that hour before he and I interact to prepare myself mentally and spiritually for the day ahead.
I have learned and understand the importance of the words I speak, so I have gotten into the habit of not actually saying anything out loud when I first wake up. This is simply because my brain immediately activates and goes into assistant/administrator mode after almost 20 years of being one.
In my head, I start running down the list of things I need to do for the day, and who I need to call and, etc. In order to delay this automatic reflex, I now walk myself into my “Wife Cave” and pullout my devotionals, prayer journal, bible and iPhone. I then lay on my back across the bed with the lights on or sit cross legged and just let the Lord lead me to what he wants me to do next. In regards to my devotionals, I have several of them! Right now I am reading from the God’s Armorbearer Devotional and the Power of a Praying Wife; they are two resources I have used for years.
Sometimes I may also wake up with a song in my spirit and just begin to sing it unto the Lord. It doesn’t have to be a gospel song either, it may just be a simple love song or one completely prompted by the Holy Ghost. I also love when I have been struggling in an area and the Holy Spirit leads me to a scripture passage that encourages or corrects me. To be honest I really don’t have a particular formula of how I enter into my morning quiet time. I just make sure that I am ritualistic about having one.
After about 30 minutes to an hour when I emerge out the “Cave,” I am now ready to verbally communicate with the Hubby Coach. I am so grateful that he has a similar ritual. It makes our mornings run ever so much smoother.
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