I didn't sleep well last night, and I had to get up at 5:30am. It was a cold morning leaving the house and driving north on the highway before dawn. Praying and listening to a worship playlist while navigating the light early morning traffic made me fully awake. Rolling up the interstate, checking directions, looking at the ETA on my GPS, and thinking about my destination.
I am not an early riser, especially since I am something of a night owl, working on projects often late into the evening. But today I had no regrets about getting up early on a cold morning, not getting enough sleep, and driving alone for 119 miles.
Love and a promise I made was the difference. I promised my four-year-old grandson that I would be present for Grandparent's Day at his school. My wife was not able to come this year.
I arrived to the school a little early. In comes my grandson with his other grandmother. He said, "Hi Papa," as casually as if I had just drove around the corner to be there at 8:30am.
That's all I needed to hear.
There is always joy in the things we do for love...and it is never a burden.