Saturday

It is Saturday.

I like Saturdays.  It is the one day a week when I do not work.  I rest.

I should clarify a bit.  It is not that I do not do any work.  I often do work around the house.  I might work on painting miniatures for board games (my hobby).  The distinction is that any work I do is for my pleasure only.  Because of this, Saturdays are relaxing.

Like many people, I do not set my alarm for Saturday morning.  I let myself slowly wake up at whatever pace my body tells me is necessary.  When I do wake up, I do not rush to get out of bed.  Instead, I do something that many people might find a bit strange.  I lie there and pray.

One of the greatest things about being a Christian is that I can talk to God whenever I want and share anything with Him.  In the un-rushed hours of Saturday morning when I am just drifting into consciousness, things pop into my head.  They might be things I am grateful for, so I thank God for them.  They might be things I am concerned about.  I bring them before the Lord in prayer.  It might just be a conversation that needs to happen.  Whatever I pray about, it is a great way to start the day, and it is restful.

It is Saturday, and I started it by talking to God. 

It is going to be a good day.