Bedside Baptist

I begin waking each day around 4:00 am. The first thing I do is ask God, "what are You doing out there today?" I search for one thing that catches my eye and that's my connection to God. I snap a picture of it. I usually share that picture with someone that I love or someone who I'm thinking about or worried about. Or someone who shares my love of nature. Sometimes if I can't get the pictures from my bed, I will begrudgingly get up and move like a bat out of you know where looking for Him in the clouds, or the water, or the trees. Sometimes it's the colors that day, the saturation, the gradient, the ombré shades, or an unexpected rainbow peeking under my bed. I'm convinced that God is there somewhere and I am never-ever wrong. One of my favorite books is I'm In Charge Of Celebrations and when I can remind myself to slow down or to ungrump myself LOL, I truly believe this.

 

I named my practice Bedside Baptist not because I'm a reticent or uninvolved worshiper. I've used Bedside Baptist because my relationship with God is solid and since it's the first place my mind goes each day, even from my bedside, it felt so real to me. Trust my heart on this one; I do.