Or I would have if I ever slept more than three minutes together. You know that moment when you are crying-tired but the minions are so determined that you will not sleep that you give up?
I day dream about night dreams. There was the time that Luke spent the night in a cardboard box and came home feeling kinda rested.
Kids are bad for your health.
But, here I am, forced to my knees. I find it is so much easier to notice the little things in life when I'm lying on the floor in a puddle of drool. And praying without ceasing goes without saying. Faith as life-support.
God created us in God's image. I feel like a crazy mirror right now. My personal reflection of God looks a bit wild around the edges. Today's scripture affirms our need to cling tenaciously to God. Not with well-rested, self-reliant effort, but with untamed fury. We have tamed these words with memorization and children's songs and apathetic half-application, but these are deep and strong words that run to the core of who we are in God.
Consumed.
Wild.
Determined.
Sleep-deprived-crazy.
Thinking seriously about not driving anywhere today.
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