Written with a Deep Sigh…

“Okay, God, thank you for the nudging to read your Word and the prompting to pray, which I asked for yesterday. (I knew you’d be faithful to provide that!). And I don’t mind that the nudges and prompts were at 6 am. Now if I could ask for one more thing, it’d be the strength to get out of bed and obey those prompts and nudges? The last few days at work have been exhausting. We are in the height of the garden season, which is crazy enough, but yesterday I was asked to cover three departments for a while (even electrical-what were they thinking?). And in the evening I had to go to the airport with Leslie to pick up Mina and Wiebke, and didn’t get to bed til after midnight. Oh, wait, you’re right. Those are just excuses, and you didn’t give me the spirit of fearfulness, but the spirit of power. Today I think I’ll spend my lunch break in the car with your Word, and maybe a worship CD. Talk to you later. I love you! What was that? Yeah, I miss you, too. “