Last Night

While I was sleeping, I turned over in my sleep. I tend to move a lot while I sleep and I often wake up because of it. Last night though, as I rolled over onto my back and woke up, I sensed I was not alone. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but felt the very real presence of the Spirit of God very close to me.

It wasn't a fleeting moment either. I felt His presence remain close. In the way a father would look in on their sleeping child to check on him or her, but not just walk in and walk out. No, it was more like walk in and just watch them sleep and love them while they slept.

In this groggy state I knew it was Him and tried to talk. I can't remember exactly what I said but I wanted Him to know that I acknowledged His presence even though I was half in and half out of sleep.

Then when I woke up this morning, I remembered something. Before I went to bed last night I had a friend call me and asked me to pray for her because two months ago her house was broken into while she was home. Ever since, she has had difficulty sleeping and so last night we prayed that God's presence would keep her in perfect peace and that her sleep would be sweet and that even if she awoke in the night, she would still sense His nearness.

Here's the funny thing, to my knowledge, I've never prayed something for someone else and received the blessing of that exact thing for myself. All I know is the Lord heard my prayer for her and then blessed us both.

God is Good.


"I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety." Psalm 4:8

"Through each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me, and through each night I sing his songs, praying to God who gives me life." Psalm 42:8

Earthling

Last night I fell in love. He's about 21 inches tall and weighs about 7 and a half pounds. I went to the hospital late last night to meet him. My friend had given birth to her second son and I don't know about you but I really enjoy meeting newborns. I think they are fascinating. He was only 24 hours old. She let me hold him and my heart went to mush.

The idea of holding something so small, fragile, alive and human is amazing. Holding an entire person in one arm is a cool thing. It's not something you do every day (If you are me, that is.) So when I do get to do it, it's always really enjoyable.

He was wide awake and was really trying to focus on my face and he reminded me a little bit of Yoda. I kept thinking about what was going on in his brain. There is so much information to compute and the brain of a baby is fascinating because it is a time of such rapid fire growth.

It was such a nice visit. The two of us women alone in that room. She had no other visitors so we just took turns holding him and talking quietly and smiling in awe that he was just in her belly.

Then this morning when I woke up I noticed that my hands still smelled softly of baby even though I'd washed them a few times since. I love that smell.

Welcome to planet Earth Baby Boy. I hope you stay a long time and glorify the Lord.