Giving Up's

I was lying awake on my bed at 6:40 this morning. For a few days now, I have been trying to get up early (6:20 is valid early) so I can pray and read the Bible for atleast sometime. This morning the bed was a little too tempting and I couldn't bring myself to flex my muscles and get out from under the cozy blanket.

I decided I would pray lying on my back and whispered toward Heaven above : I am giving up my sleep for You, Father God. Speak to me.

I think I heard some voice not in my ear but somewhere inside the head, a gentle yet strong voice : I gave my son for you. Speak to me.

I got up out of bed.

That was quite a message for the morning. For many mornings of a lifetime, i guess.