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Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts

I'm now in hour 31 of 45 sleepless hours

I could use a Jolt Cola. I wonder if they make it in diet?

"Diet Jolt Cola... all the flavor... twice the caffeine... none of the calories... with a new elk aftertaste!"


They told me I couldn't... work twice... spend time with the family... host a TV show... do a prayer meeting and run an all night street BBQ... WITH NO SLEEP.


Time will tell indeed Fictina. Hope I don't pass out on the grill at 2am. Although... I DO get pretty loose lipped when I hit the 40 hour mark without sleep. I might be a wild party tonight.

Best line from last night's Nite Lite...

Caller: "If I came to your church, would it be OK I was a musician kind of Christian instead of a ritual killing kind of Christian?"
Me: Why yes. That would be better.

Oh yeah... and thing that's made me laugh the hardest today... this is Democratic VP to be Joe Biden yesterday

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Chuck's in wheelchair.
Chuck ain't gettin' up
Stand up for Chuck.

You know what sucks?

When your wife can go to sleep in seconds... and it takes you

much

much

much

longer.

Then again, I nearly fell asleep standing up at about 6:30pm at a t-ball game yesterday. Go figure.

Can't sleep alone

For some reason, I can't sleep alone anymore.
I can go to bed alone.
I can lay awake starring at the ceiling alone.
I can sit in the dark thinking philosophically about issues I have no business thinking about at 11pm alone.

But Lord help me...

I can no longer sleep alone.

If I'm this bad at 30... by 40 if Krissy goes away, I'm just going to be a babbling mental patient wandering around the house like Rain Man... "bah... hot water burn baby!"

We have been together a long time now... it's very interesting to see what happens when "interdependence" happens. She is... and always has been my PARTNER in everything

Mornin' ... again

I'm pretty sure sleep doesn't exist with 3 kids. I know that as the partner in the home that doesn't product milk from his breasts, I'm not allowed to complain but one day... I think I'd like either

a) a nap
b) to sleep until there is sun

But I doubt that will happen again.

Bought this amazing Paul Baloche CD yesterday to put on the Ipod. This is what the song "Your Name" says about the morning.

"As morning dawns and evening fades
You inspire songs of praise
That rise from earth to touch Your heart and glorify Your Name"

It's my responsibility to let my spirit be in the position to be inspired... and wooed.
Every morning.

Regardless of sleep,
irrespective of circumstance,
even in the presence of our enemies,
because every evening... He always proves Himself worthy of our morning praise.

Job 36:16 "He is wooing you from the jaws of distress
to a spacious place free from restriction,
to the comfort of your table laden with choice food.


1 sleep down... 3 to go

My wife and kids are have gone with my parents camping for the week. It's funny that the longer you're married, the harder it is to sleep without your spouse in the bed. For me, it's not any one THING specifically, it's just having Krissy there that makes the world feel normal. I'm lucky that this time around, my days are scheduled pretty heavily so I won't have much time to walk around the house pathetically like a lost dog, randomly opening cupboards and drawers hoping to find something interesting.

It's really quite fascinating that the longer you are "one flesh", the more you really are one flesh. It must be why people who have been married for a long time wear the same clothes. Just for poops and giggles one day, take a walk through a cemetary and find the people who were married for over 50 years. MANY people die months, or sometimes weeks, apart.

It's an astounding concept. Far too often in marriage we take each other for granted. And in a way, I understand why. Because when it's right, you are POSITIVE that they'll ALWAYS be there. It takes about 10 minutes (knowing that I'm not going to see my family for a week) for me to get that lonely feeling. Because a part of me is missing.