When I’m rushing out the door in the morning on the verge of being late, my snooze button is my greatest enemy. I hate what it does to my masterfully planned morning strategy. But at 515am when my alarm goes off, the snooze button is my best friend. It lets me sleep just a little bit longer without fear of oversleeping and showing up late for work.
My ability to think rationally in those moments between sleeping and waking is unbelievably inadequate. The best laid plans that I developed the night before that included going for a run, eating breakfast, reading my Bible, etc are thrown out the window in a moment of hurried insanity as I run around the house looking for my keys and trying to make sure I don’t forget my lunch.
Does this sound familiar to anyone?
If there is such a thing as anti-discipline, I think the snooze button is it. I HATE IT! and I love it. I hate discipline too, but I love what it does to shape my character. I hate the way it causes pain and discomfort, but I love the way it molds me into a better man.
The truth is, as I thought about the snooze button on my alarm clock, I began to think about other aspects of my life I’ve decided to put on ‘snooze’. I haven’t given up on them altogether, but I am subconsciously impeding any significant progress. They seem a little too scary right now, and bit too painful. I’d rather relax in my comfortable, warm life instead of facing the realities of a new day.
Well, I’m tired of snoozing. This blog is the first of several steps I’ll be making in the near future as I attempt to break the pattern of putting off life until…
I’m waking up,
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