This is Only a Test
I love my sleep. I enjoy sleeping...curled up in my silky 600-thread count Egyptian cotton sheets and that delicious, fuzzy blanket that our oldest daughter gave us for Christmas many years ago. The memory foam pillow and mattress, atop an adjustable (read 'old people,' according to my little brother) base. Oh, glorious sleep... My favorite time of day is bedtime. So now you can understand why my lofty goal of getting up 'early' every day can be so difficult for me. I even made that catchy song, Happy, my alarm tone. That's a good way to take a song you used to enjoy and make yourself hate the first two seconds of it. But I really want to get up earlier. Because I know myself and my situation well enough to know that if I don't, I will miss my quiet time with God and my day will fall miserably short of what God intended for it to be. You wanna know why I didn't blog yesterday? Yep. You guessed it. I didn't get ...