it used to be that when i couldn't sleep, i would eat.
it used to be.
over the course of the past seven months or so, i haven't been sleeping well. or as much as i would like to. or even as much as i feel like my body needs. i love sleeping. really, i do. but you know what's amazing? i'm surviving without it. i dare say i'm thriving. what's the difference? for me, when i wake up in the middle of the night - thinking i've slept all night and then realizing i've only slept for 2 hours - my eyes and my heart are almost immediately turned to Him. i usually ask Him why i'm awake. sometimes whatever dream i just woke from takes me immediately to intercession. sometimes i tell Him i love Him and roll over and go back to sleep. sometimes i cry. sometimes i pray. sometimes i worship. sometimes i read. sometimes i think. but i don't eat. and i don't spend hours watching movies or tv. even during normal hours of the day - the non-sleeping ones - these habits have changed. i have changed. i'm not eating all the time or making unhealthy food choices. i'm not watching hours upon hours of whatever on the internet. i love that in the midst of my sleep deprivation, i am still moving forward in health. i love even MORE that my gaze is toward Him, that my heart burns every single time He says my name, and that not even sleep - or the lack of it - can keep me from His heart.
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