1001, 1002, 1003, 1004, 1005.....

Ok, I haven't exactly been counting sheep at night, but I have had a really tough time going to sleep lately. I have never been a big sleeper, but for the past couple of months, it has been getting a bit ridiculous! I have tried hot baths, reading, deep breathing, going to bed earlier, praying (never a bad thing), no black tea, etc, etc, etc. It is becoming a problem as I am not falling asleep till midnight or after and then waking up with my hubby's early morning alarm. I am finding my early morning routines harder to do (exercise, quiet time), so I finally visited my doc today. She does not hand out drugs easily, which is a good thing, so I came away with some practical ideas- ie- don't go to bed till I think I will fall asleep in 15 minutes, get up with hubby's alarm and get out in fresh air right away. When I find a time where I can fall asleep within 15 minutes, I am to go to bed 15 minutes earlier the next night, etc. She said it could take a couple of weeks for things to work themselves out, so I'll give it a try and see what happens... I can try melatonin too, but I told her that gives me crazy dreams, so I'll see if I do that or not...

God is at work, and cool things are happening. Unfortunately, it would take brain power to express some of my thoughts here, so I will save that for another time. Yesterday Bill Fay spoke at our church. For any one who knows of him and the Share Jesus Without Fear ministry ( I will post more about this later), you may agree that it was an awesome experience. God gave me a good swift kick in the butt. Actually, it felt like more of a two by four across the mid section, but you get my drift. Of course, in any situation, where I should be a grown up, I ended up sitting up on the platform steps after an altar call/re commitment call, praying quietly with a friend, facing the audience after church ended. We were completely oblivious to anything else until a chivalrous man draped a coat across our knees. My eyes flew open and though I acted very demure, inside I was like, "oh crap! Did I have my knees apart? Which underwear am I wearing?", etc, etc. That was about the only time I have been thankful that my inner thighs are plump enough to touch, let me tell you!

You can pray for me this week. I have dedicated to not being silent about sharing my faith- I mean really sharing- not just mentioning that I pray and have faith in Jesus, or answering questions only when someone asks, but actually looking for the Holy Spirit working, opening my Bible, and watching the Lord work as whoever it is reads the Scripture I show them. It is not about me, it is about the Lord. I cannot fail, because I can't succeed. Bill Fay shared a great, simple way to share without debating or preaching that I am going to try. It is not about me, but I am still scared spit less. So pray that I will love God more than man and my neighbour more than myself and just be obedient to His command to share the news of salvation.