I can't sleep...

...so I thought I would blog.

Actually, here's the longer version of that story: I'm getting sick (imagine that, I think my body is finally catching up with me) and I woke up suddenly with my throat hurting. So I got up to take some medicine and have a cup of orange juice. When I laid back down, I felt more congested and couldn't breathe through my nose, and definitely couldn't get comfortable. The really awesome part about this story that seems to be going nowhere is this: God began to speak to me.

Woohoo, I love it when this happens! So, you what to know what he said, and how he said it?

Before I tell you, let me just say that anyone who doesn't know my Savior and reads this will probably think I'm crazy, but I don't care. God spoke to me in mighty ways through my sleeping husband. My dear hubby can be a wild sleeper sometimes, and it just so happened that tonight, like many nights, Brad pushed/nudged/elbowed/jolted (whatever you want to call it) in my back. It was it God was saying get out of bed, I want to spend some time with you. Well, I started fighting it, of course.

How many people enjoy getting out of bed at 3 in the morning to go read? Not I. I started squirming in bed trying to get comfortable, and I even considered going to get three more pillows so I could prop up and breathe. But then Brad smacked me again (He's asleep remember, and will have to recollection of this tomorrow) and God said GO! So I crawled out of bed like a disappointed puppy who's been told he can't sit on the comfortable couch. I don't know where that analogy came from...please keep in mind that it's now almost 4 in the morning.

SO, back to the best part of the story. I stumbled around in the dark to find my Women's devotional bible, and I couldn't find it. After tripping over some shoes, and I don't know what else, I found my study bible. I had no idea what I was going to read, but I knew that God was wanting to speak to me. After flipping through my concordance for a few minutes, I came upon the word Maker, which led me to Isaiah 51.

I encourage you to go read the entire chapter, and I won't explain in explicit detail all the precious ways that the Lord used this scripture to speak to my heart and to give me a peace. But I do want to share a few of the verses with you.

v.9 "Awake, Awake! Clothe yourself with strength, O arm of the Lord.

v.12 "I, even I, am he who comforts you. Who are you to fear mortal men,

the sons of me who are but grass, that you forget

the Lord your Maker, who stretched out the heavens

and laid the foundations of the earth.

v.15 "For I am the Lord your God

who churns up the sea so that its waves roar,

the Lord Almighty is his name.

I have put my words in your mouth and

covered you with the shadow of my hand-

I, who set the heavens into place,

who laid the foundation of the earth,

and who say to Zion,

"You are my people."

I have such amazing peace now. My God knew that I needed this, and I'm so glad that he nudged me out of bed. He also laid it on my heart to share it with you. Maybe Isaiah 51 is not the scripture that he will use to speak to you right now, but my prayer is that you will be open when he is ready to speak to you. Even if it is 3 in the morning.

My medicine has kicked in, and I'm very tired (but I'm breathing!). I am going to go try to snuggle up to Brad and hopefully he won't push me out of bed again.