wake me up.

wake me up? you're probably like, "wake you up from what? you ARE awake. you're writing a blog entry!" oh yeah. But, wake me up to reality. wake me up to truth. And, not you personally, but, Jesus, wake me up, please. i beg of You.

Waking up is so important, for if we slept our whole life away, we would miss every good thing God has for us. We would miss every opportunity to further His name, His glory, His praise. So what should we choose? To go through life, sleeping, or to grab life by every minute, serving the Creator?!?

Wake me up, Jesus, Lord of my life!

Last night I was overwhelmed by a few things that made my heart ache. My dad wasn't feeling well and my two sunshines officially have a new babysitter. Not to mention, there's still no word of our house (notice I called it our house... haha, i mean the house). It's kind of like, "hey, God, is there anything You could just whisper to me about the future, about life, about anything?" But answered prayer came this morning as my dad was feeling better. there's still no word on our house, but then... it's not really OUR house anyway. It's God's. And, those beautiful children are in His hands too! They're His. I got to spend how many years playing, hugging, spoiling, and loving on them? I'll just have to go see them being myself, Ashlee... not the babysitter... and spoil them still.

but, then, that's life, right? ups. downs. and in betweens. thanks for waking me up Jesus. thanks for allowing me to feel. allowing me to realize I need You always.

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I'm thankful today for my husband. sometimes, i just wish he would know all the intellectual answers to all my deep questions or worries. but he just says, "everything will work out, don't worry." and then, he put his arm around me... and, although he falls asleep approximately 5 seconds later, that's the right answer every time. Jesus takes care of us. Jesus strengthens us. Jesus loves us.

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i need to go take of Blue Fish. we believe in reliving our childhood. so, i bought Patrick a fish... he's always wanted one. i told him he could name it, since it's his fish. he named him Blue Fish. not after Dr. Seuss, because i'm pretty sure he doesn't even remember the blue fish from Dr. Seuss. it's the best ever. anyway, in reliving our childhood, there is still need to clean Blue Fish's tank. so, i need to go put the clothes away and clean out his little vase. :)

wake me up, Jesus. only You can do so in the best way. only You deserve all of my praise. keep waking me up...