Photo courtesy of George Hodan, http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

Photo courtesy of George Hodan, http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

My mind fought with my body last night, as thoughts tried to break in and steal much needed sleep from me.

Goals, aspirations, resolutions, things I need to do, things I need to accomplish, played their sinister symphony in my head. Prayers were interrupted by this thought and that thought. Sleep played her game of elusiveness and hid from me. I

It didn’t help that a little plastic piece that goes on my C-PAP machine (which helps me breathe while I sleep) was missing and could not be found for yet another night.

It didn’t help that I thought with dread of having to return to work on Monday. I need to get over that dread but it seems like the harder I work, it seems like I am made to feel like I am getting farther behind and not doing anything.

Right now, my body aches and is crying out for sleep but today is another day. It’s not just another day, it’s a day that the Lord has made and I should “rejoice and be glad in it.” (Psalm 118:24) Tomorrow will be another day also and I should look forward to it with gladness and do the work that the Lord has given me as doing it for God and not for myself or others.

I need to find joy in the little things in life that God has blessed me with and I always need to give Him praise for those things.

Maybe I will find the little plastic clip that came off the C-PAP machine and get a Sunday afternoon nap today and a good night’s sleep this evening.

Right now, I am going to sit back and enjoy this great cup of coffee.

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