Tuesday, February 14, 2012
So Glad Someone Cares
I laid there thinking, "This just isn't going to do. I HAVE to get up." I tried to rouse myself to the sense of duty, but it just didn't work. I knew there had to be something that would get me out of bed.
I decided that I needed to pray. Maybe God would get me out of bed. I told Him how I knew He could work miracles and expressed my need for one because getting out of bed was going to be one. Not only that, but I pushed my prayer a bit further. I told Him that after I got out of bed, I wanted to have energy and feel motivated. I wanted to get some things done and feel good about what I'd accomplished. Just getting out of bed wasn't going to cut it.
I closed my prayer and continued to lay there. Then I remembered what faith really is. If I wanted that prayer to come to pass, I was going to have to make the first move. I needed to give Him something to work with. I had to show Him my desire.
I sat up. The next thing I knew, I was on my feet and in the shower.