The Posture That Shapes My Day

There’s a lot written about habits.

Morning routines. Disciplines. The things successful men do to start their day.

I understand the value in that.

But what has shaped my life the most… isn’t a routine.

It’s a posture.

I wish I could tell you I practice it perfectly every day.

I don’t.

But it’s something I return to again and again.

It starts with a picture.

I see myself walking into a vast hall.

High ceilings. Columns that seem to disappear into the distance. A space that feels both quiet… and full of weight.

And at the far end—

A throne.

Christ is there.

My King. My Lord.The One I follow.

And I walk toward Him.

Not casually.Not distracted.

With intention.

I come to a stop… and I kneel.

Not out of obligation.

But out of recognition.

And in that moment, there’s a simple question in my heart:

“What are we doing today?”

Not what do I have planned.Not what do I need to get done.

But—

What are Your priorities today?

Because I’ve come to believe something over time:

God already knows what this day holds.

The moments. The interruptions. The conversations. The opportunities.

My role isn’t to control the day.

It’s to be available in it.

And that’s where this posture matters.

Because without it, I default back to something familiar:

My plans. My agenda. My timeline.

But when I begin the day this way—even if just for a moment—

It resets something in me.

I move through the day differently.

More aware. More open. Less resistant when things don’t go the way I expected.

Because sometimes His assignments look spiritual.

And sometimes they don’t.

Sometimes it’s a conversation that matters more than I realized.

Sometimes it’s being interrupted when I had other plans.

Sometimes it’s as simple as showing up for my family in a moment I didn’t schedule.

Even something like picking up my granddaughter when it wasn’t “in my plan.”

Those moments don’t always feel significant at the time.

But I’ve learned:

Those are often the assignments.

And here’s what I’m still learning:

His plans are always better than mine.

Not always easier.Not always more efficient.

But better.

Because they shape something deeper.

So I keep coming back to this posture.

Walking into that hall.

Kneeling before my King.

And asking—

“What are we doing today?”

Let me ask you this—

What would change if you started your day…not with your plans—

but with that question?

“I don’t always get it right—but I’ve learned when I don’t start here, I feel it.”