Satan's in my Laundry Hamper
It's Monday. That means back to my 'normal' weekly schedule...well, sort of. It is summer break, so I don't have to get up quite so early to enjoy my alone time with God... so I allow myself another hour of sleep. I checked my alarm last night before going to bed. Yep. 6:30 AM, repeat Monday through Friday. And off to dreamland I went. Had the strangest dream about praying with one of my friends...but anyway, as the sun began to brighten my bedroom, I began to stir. At one point, I'm sure God whispered, "Get up, my child! It's time for us to visit." I hadn't heard my alarm go off, so I mumbled and rolled over, pulling my covers up over my head. So, finally at 7:00 AM when my husband's alarm went off, I fumbled for my phone...and discovered that I hadn't actually turned on the alarm. Oops. But it's okay, I reasoned with myself. Still plenty of time for God. I'll just make some coffee and get right to Him. Oh, and coffee for R...