I’m feeling groggy, headachy and tired.

My body feels as if it lacks its normal energy.

I know what will get me going.

But I am reminded of her.

So I pray.

I get to work and begin my morning rituals.

My head feels unfocused and cloudy.

By habit, I pull out my usual cup that I use.

But I am reminded of her.

So I pray.

I walk into the little kitchen to fill my pitcher with water.

Friends are gathered; talking sports, weather and weekends.

The freshly brewed scent fills the air.

But I am reminded of her.

So I pray.

Giving up a meal would have been too easy.

I am more dependent on this morning pleasure.

More dependent than I probably should be.

But I am reminded of her.

So I pray.

Sending up prayers, I call to You.

Meditating on Your Word, You speak back to me.

My body betrays me and I feel its human longings.

But I am reminded of her.

So I pray.

I think of how you suffered on the cross.

This is nothing compared to the blood you shed.

I am grateful for Your love and sacrifice.

Again…you remind me of her.

So I pray.