Just what I needed...

We left for the airport at 4 a.m. yesterday.  Why is it that when you know you're going to have to get up at 3 a.m. to get ready, you can't fall asleep early no matter how much you want to?  Not even a Tylenol PM did the trick.  I ended up getting a wee bit over three hours of sleep.

We arrived in Kansas City, Missouri a bit before noon, their time.  By the time we got our rental car and grabbed a bite to eat, we didn't check into our guest apartment next to the International House of Prayer until mid-afternoon.  My husband asked if I wanted to head right over to the prayer room, but I knew I needed a little nap first.  

After we unloaded our luggage in the twenty degree temps, I turned up the heat in the apartment to a toasty 70 degrees.  I unpacked my little mini electric blanket that I had snuck into my suitcase, and soon I was as snug as a bug in bed.  Three hours later I was rousted out of a deep sleep by the ding of an incoming text.  I don't remember the last time I've taken a nap, much less a long, luxurious, in no hurries to go anywhere or do anything nap.  It was delicious.

I tidied myself up and walked over to the prayer room with my tote bag full of my Bible, journal, pens and pencils.  I stayed there in that atmosphere of twenty four hour, seven days a week, year after year after year, worship and prayer until 11 pm last night.  I don't remember the last time I've just sat and read God's Word, journaled, worshipped and prayed with no hurries to go anywhere or do anything else.  It was every bit as delicious and satisfying as that much needed nap.

That's what I'm doing this week, friends, the prayer room part, although another of those naps wouldn't be so bad either.  I'm sure you'll understand that the blog will be a bit quieter than normal for the next couple of days.

still following,