I find I don't initially respond well to 4:30am wake up calls. Yeah, so I'm snoozin hard, fast asleep, in dreamland, far away from my current reality. Suddenly I feel a presence of something so very familiar. For me, a 3 year old tryin to snuggle up so close to our bed. So sweet you might think, my response, "Go to bed Gavin! It's night, night time" in a pretty harsh tone.
His reply, "But, but I wanna watch Toy Story."
"No, bubba! It's night, night time."
"But, but I want some milk."
"Go to bed."
"But, but" as I close the door.
So yeah, it's now 5:30am and he's sound asleep. Me, not so much. Not that I didn't try, it's just how I'm wired. In most cases, I'd be kinda frustrated. You see, I don't do well w/ lack of sleep. This time's so different.
As I laid in the bed for almost an hour, just trying to get a lil more sleep before my 6:15 alarm, I immediately start to think about my friend Guy and what he's goin through. (See previous blog for more info). It's seems to consume my thoughts right now, as you can imagine. Prayin for you buddy.
Anyway, this causes me to be grateful for 4:30 wake-up calls. Yeah, I'll probably feel it later on today. And let's be truthful, I'm not praying for another tomorrow morning. I'm just so very thankful right now for all God has blessed me with. I love my family, my job, my church, my life. "Thank you God for all that You've blessed me with." I challenge you today to be grateful for those 4:30 wake-up calls.
