I used to be a girl who posted a perfectly-crafted picture of the coffee shop quiet time I would have with just me and Jesus and my Bible, perfectly arranged on a wooden countertop next to my designer latte with a perfect heart. I mean, if it wasn't Instagram-worthy, did it even happen?
These days, most mornings, at about the time I would be posting a quiet time photo, I have already been "up and at 'em" for about 4 hours already; had several cups of coffee; fed and cleaned up breakfast; diapered and sufficiently bribed my toddler to put actual clothes on; and successfully slid my way out of the day care door when he turned his head. Mornings are quite the rush these days. My days of rolling out of bed around 9AM only to stroll over to a local coffee shop to spend time with Jesus are long gone.
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