I did something this morning I have never done before... I woke up at 1:45 and thought it was 4:45. I got up and made coffee, said my prayers, did my meditation, and thankfully turned on the television (which I don't always do) and I realized my error. And I went back to bed and read until I got drowsy and fell asleep for a few more hours. Which was really kind of wonderful.
After work tonight I will drive up north to my old homegroup for a friend's 8th birthday. I will get to see some old friends. I am very much looking forward to that.
There is a lot of icy snow out there this morning. I better get ready to get out there. I hope I won't be cursed as I drive down the road as one of those "stupid people with 4 wheel drive who don't realize its limitations." I am sure I won't. After the car accident of July 2008, I am about the most timid drive you will see - at least under the age of 80. Yesterday I had my supervision meeting with my boss, which we often do at lunch. He drove... I have to explain every time that I have great difficulty being a passenger in a car after that accident. It is really embarrassing.
You know what bothers me most about that accident? We coulda/shoulda/woulda died. Everyone who saw the car and then saw us standing talking and being grateful to be alive couldn't believe it... and that includes the EMTs, the police and others who see these things every single day. But back to the point, the thing that bothers me the most? That accident happened so quick, I never prayed. Not even "oh my God." It would have just been over.
For a person who likes to pray always, that was a chilling thought.