morning.

sometimes...you sleep through your alarm...waking up right when you're supposed to be in front of a class full of students. and then you jump out of bed so fast and in such panic, you go into vasal shock and faint on your bathroom floor...coming to just as you hear your cell phone ringing and it's the school wondering where the heck you are, and you tell them you missed your alarm and then fainted and are feeling nauseous but NOT TO WORRY you're still coming, you're just going to miss the first class! "are you sure," they ask, "because we can call another sub"...and you assure them you will be there at 9:00 insisting you will be fine...so you get up to finish brushing your teeth, only to fall down on the floor with your ears ringing again. then, after finally grabbing a bagel even though you feel like you want to puke, you run down to your car, get inside, and put the key in the ignition...and nothing happens...then you notice the dome light has been left on for about 15 hours and the battery is dead...so you have to call the school and tell them the car won't start and you feel horrible and they'll just have to get another substitute that day and you sit in the seat and can't even cry from the shock of what the heck all just happened??

so you text your wonderful boyfriend and he calls you and prays for you and tells you to go back inside, make some coffee and read your bible and you decide that obviously God just didn't want you to go to school that day...then you go upstairs and choke down your bagel and read some amy carmichael that encourages you to have courage in trouble because there is no such thing as something going "wrong" when you are the Lord's...

and you sigh. and ask Him what you're supposed to do today instead...