My morning chair for meditation and writing faces across a yard. This time of year I begin at dark and continue into the first light of dawn. Just before I can really see much outside, my eyes catch dark shapes flying low across the yard.
It’s the proverbial early bird searching for the worm. Robins have awakened. Soon I will see several hopping or running from spot to spot diligently looking for breakfast—for nourishment.
I should be at the same. Reading, reflection, meditation—diligently looking for food for the soul.
They are driven by basic survival needs—they find food or they die.
What drives us to search diligently for food for the spirit?
What causes us to become complacent and lazy? Can we admit that sometimes we open today’s devotional or reading and fail to concentrate? Our spiritual energy has come to a low point.
It’s the routine of the chair that helps. We are there. We are aware. We awaken to the need and begin return to the word.
And now we are ready for the day.
Faith Venture 
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