I'm lying in bed waiting for the alarm to go off. The reminder that my day needs to officially begin. I didn't sleep well last night. I couldn't fall asleep until after 1:30. I could hear Mike getting up at 5:30 to wrangle the kids into their clothes and see them off to the bus. 6:55 my alarm reminds me to take some action. So I set my alarm for 7:15 and I lie in bed sick to my stomach with anxious thoughts swirling in my head. Thankfully my son comes to bother me a few times so I can't fall back asleep. He needs me to help him open his wrapper on his breakfast bar among other needs.

My eyes sting and feel itchy and scratchy. My throat burns as it has for almost a week now. And I lay in bed unsettled, restless and wild.

I don't want to start this day. I want to fall asleep with the blankets over my head and just pretend it all away. Maybe I don't need to be responsible this day. But I do. And I need to get ready now. And yet I keep typing.

Maybe if I type long enough I will gather some momentum. The cold doesn't help much. It makes me want to stay warm under my covers, putting off that which needs to be done.

And yet God is still God even of this day. It's not a mistake. It's not by chance. And this is a day I can rejoice in. Even with all the mundane and not so mundane that is set before me.

My stomach is still unsettled. My thoughts are somewhat scattered. But I am reminded that the God who never sleeps is watching over me. He knows my anxious thoughts. I pray for His peace that surpasses all understanding and I set down my computer to ready myself for this day. This is the day that the Lord has made and I will choose to rejoice and be glad in it.


Kelsey said…
You can do it! xoxo

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