Ever since I was a little girl I've been up at dawn. While my family members were sleeping, I would get up and read a book, watch the sunrise, or sit down and pray. I didn't know if God could hear me or not. But I did know that if he was there, he was the only one awake to talk to. So remember that the next time you use the oxymoronic phrase, "ungodly hour."
As I grew older and my peers started progressively staying up later and sleeping in longer, I still got up somewhere between 4 and 6 in the morning, and was still happiest when I could wrap myself in my down duvet by 9:30 at night.