I whole-heartedly shared in whole-hearted truth about the toddler who chases after me around the bed, in search of heat and snuggles.
Because, really, nothing keeps me up at night anymore; by the time my head falls onto the pillow exhaustion has long set in, and I'm long gone, fallen into sleep.
I eye over and over during the waking hours all of which is spread out before me, a tempting feast of delicious ideas and daunting dreams and deep hopes and wide realities and as the day races away I pray wisdom would be my companion and love my compass and grace my fuel.
I pray
when darkness falls
and I am blanketed by night-fallen shadows,
that if there's something worth waking to
that I would be Samuel
awakened in the night
by the very voice of God
with ears to hear and recognize His voice
instead of being sound asleep.
I love this. Yes,to be awakened by his voice like Samuel was!
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