3am

3am has been trying to be my friend lately.  And as cool as 3am is, I'd much rather be sleeping.  I'm not sure why I keep waking up.  The first few nights it was raining pretty hard.  It was so nice to snuggle into my husband's arms and fall asleep listening to the rain on the roof.

After the first few nights though I was finding it harder to fall asleep.  I was still snuggled in next to my husband and the rain was still falling but sleep was eluding me.  So I started thinking (even though this just about guarantees I won't be falling asleep anytime soon).

I started thinking about the blessing I have.  My husband was in bed beside me, something that isn't always true as there are times when his work takes him away.  I was dry and warm with a roof over my head.  There is food in my fridge and pantry.  I have access to clean water.  I can drink what comes out of my tap!  These are things that I often take for granted but shouldn't.  There are many, many people in the US and in other countries who don't have a place away from the elements and/or don't know where they are getting their next meal.  And on top of all this there is some money in our bank account.  Not necessarily a huge amount, but some.  And since The Man has a steady, dependable job, there is going to be more money coming in to pay for the bills that will be coming in.  We're able to pay our bills.  All of our needs are met.  We're blessed to have many of our wants as well.  Again, this is so much more than many people in the world have.  It's so easy for forget that there are those who have less than we do.  This lead me to pray.  For our family and friends.  For our church.  For those I know who are serving in other countries.  For my former students in Asia.  The next thing I knew it was time to get up.  It seems that praying helps me fall asleep.  I'm not sure of that's a good thing, but it was nice to spend time lifting up those around me.