Some of my friends say God often wakes them up in the middle of the night and speaks to them and they can’t go back to sleep.
That only happens to me a few times a year.
Thank God.

I mean, almost every night I can barely fall asleep because my mind is racing, but usually once I do, God is very respectful of my need for sleep and he leaves me alone.

Not tonight.

3:20 AM, wide awake, and my imagination is running wild with some new things I think God wants to do at Elevation.

Usually when this happens I beg God, like I used to beg my mom on Monday mornings, to just give me 5 more minutes to sleep. And if He doesn’t, I lay there kind of grumpy in a semi-coma and try to work myself back into hibernation as quickly as possible.

Tonight (or this morning, I can’t really figure out what to call it) I don’t seem to mind as much.
If God has something exciting enough to speak to me about that it can’t wait until the morning, I’m ready to hear it.

You know I have to ask it:

Is there a dream alive and kicking in your heart so consuming, so challenging, with big enough implications to occasionally wake you up at 3 am… not so you can worry about it… but so you can dream and pray about it some more?