You know you’re an oily mama when you brush your skin and touch something and think, “What the heck is that from? Oh, wait…. I did just swipe myself with *insert your favorite oil*.”

I woke up suddenly today around 6:30. I would have normally let myself to back to sleep but I’ve been in the realm of weird occurrences lately so I got up and read, had quiet time and meditated.

I love the mornings that come easy. The ones I didn’t have to wake up to a jarring alarm but that my body was ready for. Up just as the sun rises and a Creator waiting patiently for me to come forward and spend time in communion. Those moments are worth losing whatever sleep I would have attained by lulling myself back to the dreams I was in the middle of.

Do you often have those kinds of mornings?