“The sound of worship woke me up this morning.
That sounds cool, right?
Let me rephrase… the sound of a kick drum, cymbals, and a snare being pounded at random intervals woke me up this morning.
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As the welcome bonds of sleep slowly released themselves from my mind, I slowly and noisily got myself out of bed. Feet on the floor, contacts in my eyes, and coffee on my mind I headed toward the outdoor kitchen with all of last night’s dishes burdening my arms.
Maybe I’m being dramatic. Okay. I’m being dramatic, but mornings are hard…”
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