when the day was at its best,
And His Presence came like sunrise,
Like a glory in my breast.
All day long the Presence lingered,
All day long He stayed with me,
And we sailed in perfect calmness
O'er a very troubled sea.
Other ships were blown and battered,
Other ships were sore distressed,
But the winds that seemed to drive them,
Brought to me a peace and rest.
Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind,
When I too had loosed the moorings,
With the presence left behind.
So, I think I know the secret,
Learned from many a troubled way:
You must seek Him in the morning
If you want Him through the day!
I have found that to be true in my life. I make it a practice to get up every morning and get on my knees and pray. Not in a legalistic way, but in humility I seek His face and admit to Him that I can do nothing without Him and need His wisdom and guidance to see me through the day. I ask God to fill me with His Spirit so that I might bear the fruits of righteousness and to teach me by His grace to say no to unrighteousness. By faith, I trust that God has given me all that I have asked for and then I go out to face the world. I have found that when I do this, I have peace and rest in stormy seas, but when I don't seek God in the morning, it's like the poem says...I get blown and battered
Has anyone else noticed this in their walk?
Poem by Bishop Ralph Cushman