Time:6am. Ah, nothing like a hard days work completed and ready for bed. The 6am transition is not just a switching of worship teams, it is where two days come together- the morning section beginning their day as we are still finishing the one before.
Since switching to nights, 6am has looked a bit different. The smell of 6am isn’t quite what I remember. While I’m fragrant with the day’s labor, there are many who come into the prayer room fresh for the day. Cologne, perfume and scented lotions; certainly we are the aroma of Christ, both spent and fresh. In addition, there are the recent coffee fumes lingering both on the breath of those passing by and in the briefing room. I don’t drink coffee this late!
Fragrance isn’t the only difference. The scene changes with color as well. Oh, yes, the prayer room becomes filled with the divine exchange of white; from white skin worn by the night critters to white hair of those grown in wisdom. There is nothing like seeing a bunch of older folks passing handshakes and slapping five so early in the morning. The skin color darkens a bit, since these folks actually see the sun. Then again, our black brothers and sisters help keep our average color slightly darker then the morning. What a privilege to serve with you!
In closing, there is this matter of counter culture. In college some adult leaders told us the reason our college Sunday school class attendance was so small/sporadic (sometimes party of one- the teacher) was because it was too early in the morning. No one wanted to get up that early. Our 6am team trumps this assumption. Indeed, there are fiery young folks who have rebuilt their schedule to awaken the dawn with praise. Truly Jesus is the worthy of our praise.
Amen and goodnight.
beautiful description of the body… a fragrant aroma seasoned with grace and joy. I’m thankful you get to join in this transition!