147 Finding God in Today's Messy Morning

Not My Will But Yours in Dish Soap and Trash Bags

I overslept today. My morning felt like I hopped out of bed and right onto a treadmill that was already moving at max speed.

It is 8:43am as I begin this journal entry.

Floors mopped, overnight bathroom slip-up cleaned.

Trash taken out before the garbage truck made its round.

Coffee made and taste dang good.

So now we pray.

This is not the usual order of thin…