The Best Part of Getting Sleepy

     Work was steady today, not too bad.  Thankful since it was my first day back after being off 3 and still not being 100%.  Pain is very draining.  I tell you one thing, I have developed a keen sense of empathy for people in pain- acute or chronic- because of what I've been through the last four and a half years.  It's like anything else, untill you've been there, you can't relate.  And some good advice I got from one of my pastor's timely sermons, "Don't try to convince someone you know how they feel when there's no way you could possibly know."  It's ok to play a supporting role of a faithful friend.
     The best part of getting sleepy is settling down in my bed having released the day to the Lord.  I have a painting hanging over my bed that says "In peace will lie down and sleep, for You alone, Oh Lord, will keep me safe."(Psalm 4:8 NLT).  I can't tell you how many times I have clutched my Bible to my chest and sat in my bed praying to God for Him to "answer and show me great and mighty things that I know not" (See Jeremiah 33:3).
     A couple of dear sweet "church mothers" ( I call them that) taught me that verse many years ago.  Kneeling beside them in prayer meetings in the Sunday School rooms before church service I learned alot.  For there in those little prayer rooms and around the altars of The Oconee Church of God a heritage of faith was being instilled into two little girls, my sister (Wylene) and me.  Precept upon precept.
     Sleepy I am and frightfully not very witty, I'm off "to my chambers"!