Tonight marks my 3rd all-nighter in the past week.
It's not that I'm procrastinating...really!
It's just that an incredibly large amount of work has been given to me to be completed in an incredibly short amount of time, and the only hours in the day available to work on it are those between 11 p.m. and 7 a.m.
This kind of thing was no big deal five years ago - I could go all day off of 3 hours of sleep on a regular basis. But, of course, that was freshman year, pre-marriage, pre-baby, pre-....being an old lady.
One thing, though, there's something awfully peaceful about being awake at 4:24 a.m. I'm in that stage of sheer exhaustion where emotions are so close to the surface, and it's just quiet enough to hear every little whisper from the Spirit. I understand now why David wrote about worshiping in the middle of the night. When the world is asleep, I have Him all to myself.
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