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Sleep Deprived


Lately, I haven’t been able to get a good nights sleep. I average about 4-6 hours a night. This has been going on…well, a long time. You would think the problem would be because my husband snores, walks and talks in his sleep…every.single.night. But, sadly, I think I have finally adjusted to that after being married for 10 years now. Or it could be from my kids waking up every so often because they are scared, fell out of their bed, threw up or inherited their fathers’ sleepwalking. Again, adjusted.

Before I actually get in my bed; and after the kids go to bed, I spend the evening by:

making the kids lunches for school the next day

cleaning up the kitchen, or whatever else needs to be cleaned up

respond to emails, read blogs, etc.

watch a movie

read a book

I have to clarify, that I don’t do all of this in one night. I may just watch a movie, or just read on one of the nights.

Then I get in my bed. And I lay there. Reflecting on the day. Thinking about the rest of the week. What needs to be done, what I want to get done. People I want to see. People I need to see. Basically, my mind wanders and races all over the place. So, then I start praying. I’ll pray for my family, friends, issues that are bothering me. Just talking to God.

Eventually I do fall asleep. Of course, it’s usually a good 2 hours after I climbed into bed. Then, my inner body alarm clock wakes me up in the wee hours of the morning, and I get to start my day all over again.

What helps you go to sleep? If your mind is racing, what steps do you take to make it stop?



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Meet Tiffany: A Survivor

This is Tiffany. She’s beautiful, bright, strong, loyal, she’s been with us for 8 years. She sits on the little table stand in our living room. Its a perfect fit for her. But, since having kids, Tiffany has been knocked off the table many times. And only maybe twice, I was actually within arms’ reach to catch her. Other than that, she has taken a hard hit to our hardwood floors. When she has been knocked down, I usually gasp, utter a few choice words under my breath, and rush to access the damage. But, there she lies…uncracked, undamaged. So, I pick her up, dust her off and place her back on the table. She took a pretty hard fall today….but, yet, again, she survived. 

I think about the times I’ve been knocked down. Mostly, of my own doing. I just want to lay there, hoping somebody will rush to my side, pick me up, brush me off and stand me back up on my feet.

 There was a time where I fell so hard, that I did crack, I had damaged every bit of my heart, mind, body and soul.

But, with each fall, even the hardest one, Jesus was there to catch me. He is always within arms’ reach. I survive live because He does pick me up. He dusts me off. He carries me. Then places me right back on my feet.

Back to where I can be strong again. Be a light for Him.

“Even in your old age and grey hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.” Isaiah 46:4

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