She stirs and dark lashes flutter against rosy cheeks. Not quite ready to wake, she turns over nestling her favorite pink blanket and sighs. Eyes shut. But the light beckons her to life, and she rolls onto her back.



She takes in her surroundings, making sweets babbles as she recognizes the familiar. Seconds pass before she realizes she is awake and remembers.

Remembers to look for me.

She flips and immediately pulls upright on her crib rail, waiting.

She calls for me in a singsong babble. And waits –

-until she sees my face appear around the doorway. For a split second she freezes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry that I am there.

Her arms lift as I come near and she smiles – awakened.

And Iβ€”in righteousness I will see your face; when I awake, I will be satisfied with seeing your likeness. Psalm 17:15 NIV

Father, as my soul awakes, I long to see Your face. I lift my hands to You in praise. Draw me close, Lord. Amen.

6 Responses to Awakened
  1. Deb
    November 15, 2010 | 12:29 pm

    Carol, This was soooo beautifully written! Thanks for sharing with us! Blessings!!

    • Carol Hatcher
      November 15, 2010 | 12:41 pm

      Aw, thanks! You are sweet Deb!

  2. Jessica
    November 15, 2010 | 10:36 pm

    Isn’t this the best! And just as our children delight in seeing us, our Father delights in seeing us.
    Just this morning my daughter jumped up in her crib when I walked in and smiled huge and said “HI!” It’s the best feeling!

  3. Val Garner
    November 16, 2010 | 2:26 am

    What a beautiful post. At first I thought it was from Song of Solomon.

  4. Robyn St Peter
    November 17, 2010 | 9:04 pm

    Just found this through 5 min for special needs. Looking forward to more beautiful 5 mins to remind me of my Savior πŸ™‚

  5. Carolyn
    November 23, 2010 | 2:57 am

    Nothing beats that first smile does it! – I do usually prefer to see it once there is no longer a 4 in the hour though! My wee one has been doing a 4.55am wake up that is seeing me turn prematurely grey!!
    It is awesome to think that the Lord watches us as we wake and looks expectantly for our delight at greeting Him,
    In His Joy,