Wednesday Morning

I woke well before my alarm this morning.

But that was okay. Because, for the first time a week or so, I think I slept through the night. Well, without waking for at least four straight hours, possibly closer to six. There were still dreams, but they weren't the disturbing or unsettling sort. They weren't even the sort that I remembered.

Maybe it was the change of sheets on my bed.

Or just the timing of when I went to bed.

Or maybe it was that I took time to actually slow down and talk with Jesus for a little while last night before going to bed. To write in my journal, and pray through a verse of scripture that caught at me as I was reading.

Whatever it was, I didn't wake feeling too exhausted to move.

Don't get me wrong, I'm already yawning and feeling fatigued, but I slept, and I'm really grateful for that.

So, I'm praying that this will be a calm Wednesday.

I'm praying for a dear friend who is traveling today.

I'm looking forward to dinner and conversation and prayer with another friend tonight.

And I'm thankful for my new job, with lots of opportunity for variety and new challenges. With things that let me engage my brain.