What is your morning routine? Do you wake up at 5 a.m. and hit the gym? Take a shower, eat breakfast, and head off to school? Maybe spend a bit of time doing some last minute homework?

Today I’m going to share with you something I’ve recently learned about myself.

Much of my morning ritual as a college student has been sleeping-in to the very last minute, throwing some clothes on and barely making it to class on time. It’s difficult to find a rhythm when it comes to going to bed at a good time and starting off your day well.

I don’t know about you, but I tend to get pretty stressed about school. There are pressures to get homework done on time, study for tests, and possibly taking hours out of your day for work. These pressures can eat at me, taking some of the joy and fun out of my day.

Somewhat recently, I reached a point where everything I did seemed a bit dull to me. Wake up, run to class while half-asleep, go to chapel, eat food, do homework, go to work, stay up late, and repeat. I didn’t really feel like myself and didn’t really care to have a conversation with my friends or do something fun.

One day I randomly decided to wake up and read… wait for it… THE BIBLE.

I know, who reads the Bible, right?

I hadn’t read in a few weeks, so I thought I would wake up early (regardless of when I went to bed) and read God’s word. It sounds very cheesy, but after doing this, I started to feel a bit more like myself. There was something about spending my own time (and not Professor Talley’s time) reading the Word.

As I had settled into my routine of class, eat, sleep, work, etc., it all started to feel redundant. I didn’t see the significance in what I was doing.

In many ways, college is where you grow into who you will you be for the rest of your life. Reading God’s word brings out the Blakey-ness in my day-to-day routine.

It’s easy to fall into the trap of self-reliance. I’m only always thinking about what I’m going to do. “I’m going to do homework. I’m going to wake up and go to class. I’m going to have energy at work. I’m going to do my laundry.” It’s not bad to think this way, but I have a tendency to let this attitude affect my daily routine, and I find myself trying to scrape joy and a sense of purpose from the empty Blake-bucket.

Why waste time searching an empty bucket when you have another one that’s overflowing with what you need? This small process of realization and growth has reminded me of the true source of my ‘Blakey-ness,’ and it’s JESUS.



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