This is obviously an oversimplification, but practices I learned from three books: The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron, Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg, and Becoming A Writer by Dorothea Brande have helped me device my own morning rituals. I think of the first three hours as a sacred offering to God. One hour of morning writing. One hour of yoga. One hour of silent meditation.
The problem is, I switch on Facebook or check e-mail, and then I'm lost in the sea of social media.
I intend to change this pattern and stick to my regimen of worship. I think this is akin to Cain's offering. If I don't give God my first hours, the best of my day, then it's a mediocre offering. It's leftovers. It's nothing special. And God may have no regard for my stale worship.
"Don't you know that as long as you do what is right, then I accept you? But if you do not do what is right, watch out, because sin is crouching at the door, ready to pounce on you! You must master it before it masters you" (Genesis 4:7).
Note to self: Rico, it is no use to be envious of God's favor on others. It is no use to be consumed by jealousy. Imust come clean before God.
When Seth was born, the people began to call on the Eternal and worship Him. This is in stark contrast to Cain, who was banished from the Presence of God. I have a choice now: to worship God, or turn my back on His Presence. Always, there's a choice.
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