I suppose it could be from the driving or perhaps the natural wind down from the last few days. I'm feeling a bit restless and can't seem to make my way to bed. I've been visiting friends on Facebook, sending emails and now I'm here. One would think the activity of the day would catch up to me but it seems the opposite is happening. I am feeling the aches and muscle stiffness, tilting my head to the right as I type and closing my eyes now and again yet the pull to my bed is nil.I seem to have this fear of going to sleep. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I am by myself after a few days of being with my family. Or maybe it's because I know the bad news I received the other day is going to take me the next step toward God's good plan. Sounds funny, doesn't it? Being afraid of God's good plan? And yet the process of getting there hurts. In fact it's painful in all ways. Some incomprehensible to those I love, whose friendship I treasure dearly.
Maybe I'll go lay down and put in a DVD. I'll fall asleep eventually. I see my psychiatrist in the morning. I dread it. I always dread it.
This is one song I enjoy listening to. Julie Andrews' voice is so sweet and the song itself has a great message woven into the melody. It reminds me that God is watching over me and He has a task for me to do. No matter if I'm noticed or not, no matter if it seems menial to others or to myself, it's important enough to God to give it to me to do and that it get done.
