“I like to get up very early in the morning sister, while it is quiet and well before my household stirs. I like to enjoy my time with God in peaceful solitude.” My pastor continued speaking, his Bolivian accent flavoring his words, “When it is nice out, I like to take my coffee and go to the back porch and do my morning glories.”
We had all been talking about our morning rituals, so when my Pastor told me about his morning ritual of “doing his morning glories” I thought, “What a lovely thing to call your morning devotions.” I said to him, “So, that’s what you call your morning devotions?” He looked at me puzzled, then with a smile said, “No, Sister, I go to the porch to trim my morning glory flowers.” Well, we all got a good laugh out of that, but the term “morning glories” has stuck with me ever since. That is why I would like to call my new devotional page, “Morning Glories Devotions”, in honor of my Pastor, Juan Tapia. I asked pastor Tapia for his permission to do this and this was his answer.
“That will not only be fine, but an honor sister. Go ahead with it, and when you become famous (which you already are) remember me (even a poor tailor deserves some happiness) and may your post inspire readers and writers alike. Because the mind is a powerful gift from God capable of thinking beyond the boundaries and confinements of this life with inspirations that could only be credited to Him.”
This response gives you a glimpse of my pastor’s spirit. I’m very blessed to be under he and his wife’s pastoral care. I would like to share with you something my pastor wrote that he shared with the church on Mother’s Day, 2015.
Today is May 10, 2015
I was awakend at dawn by the persistent sound of a wren outside our window, no doubt looking for a single female wren to have a family with. My son, Josh put up a wren house yesterday and today someone was looking to move in and raise a family-God’s idea of a good family. I rose to take care of the ducks, who sleep in the kitchen for now and to let them out of the cage and set them free to roam my yard in search of natural food. Their adopted mother, princess-Liz, was still in bed. As I searched in my heart for what I could give to the greatest bride and mother of my children and what could make her happy today, my thoughts drifted to Mother’s Day of 2012. As memories flooded my mind, the sun began to paint the top of the trees with golden streams of light. I listend to the chirping of the birds while in the quietness of my heart I think about my loving Savior Jesus. I wonder what he would say or do for his mother on mother’s day while growing up. Would he make her a delightful breakfast and serve it on a table that he made especially for her with a centerpiece of wonderful dandelion flowers gathered from the yard? Our minds are a wonderful gift from our loving creator, it is able to hold all the memories we are willing to put in it of how wonderful mothers are. Yes, I can tell you how much my mother meant to me; her passion, undying desire to see us have an education, her relentless conquering determination to succeed, her courage in facing trials, and the love for her family no matter how big it was. In summary; the indelible mark she left is the love she had in her heart to give to her children and to others.
Mom… I did plant a new apple tree last fall, and it is in front of the house. When it begins to produce some fruit, your children will eat it, your grandchildren, great grandchildren, the neighbors and strangers. You and I will enjoy giving for there will be love in our giving – I love you mom!!! Thanks for giving me life so that I might give life.
Jaun Tapia, pastor of Keys to Life Church, Austin, MN.
May you rise up early and enjoy sweet fellowship with your God every morning!
“Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.” Psalm 143:8