One Last Hurrah!!!

I truly have no reason for this post.. well no real reason anyway.  It's more just a "Well I'm awake, and nobody else is (at least for the next five minutes) so why not write a blog post?"

The thing is, for the past week my nights have been occupied by sick kids.  They still aren't well, but now I'm sick too.  Why is it that they never want to coddle me when I'm sick?  In fact they have very little mercy towards me.  I'm sure I could dig deep and come up with a spiritual teaching moment on the selfishness of little children and how that can translate into adulthood.  But please don't expect me to.

It's late and I'm tired.  And sick.  No deep thoughts coming from this brain.

The only thing that's really on my heart right now (besides the chocolate cake that's beckoning me from the fridge) is the devotion that I read today.  I'm reading Streams in the Desert and today's devotion ended with a word picture of Martin Luther's and to paraphrase it, he talked about how our life and happenings are like words in a printing press that have been set.  To look at it the words make no sense because they would read backwards.. but when complete the words are printed and culminate into something collective that can be read and that fit together. 

Well I can relate to that.  While a work in progress the typeset of my life would make no sense.  But I know that when I truly live after this life it will all make sense.  I don't need to see the full picture, to see the words in context of the grand novel that is my life.  God wrote that novel and He knows how the words fit together on the page.

Clear as mud?  As I said it's late.

Which means that I'm signing off to attempt an hour of sleep before the next sick child awakes.  Don't expect any late night posts from me in the future, in fact consider this my last hurrah in a way.  For the month of March I have committed to the 3in30 challenge and will thereby be in bed early.  As in ten o'clock.  ish.  I know that's not early for some of you.  But we still maintain quite the late schedule from my working days, hardly ever starting our after-dinner-routine until around 8:00.  Ten o'clock is going to mean really putting the rush on to get what we want accomplished in the evenings and still have time to relax.  Plus nights are the rare times of silence and privacy around here.

Someone out there is advising me to get up earlier for more silence and privacy, I'm sure.  That would defeat my purpose of sleeping more though.  I want to get more sleep.  And I want to still have hours of great time with my husband in the evenings.  I want it all. 

Besides if you think my post-midnight blogging is incoherent you should see my pre-9AM blogging.  It's ugly I tell you.  Ugly.