Wake Up

I honestly haven't been sleeping well since I moved into college*. Well, really since I worked retail for the holidays. Sometimes I only want to sleep at 10am, aka the only time I have class. Sometimes I sleep from 10pm-12am, and then 1-4 and then just stay awake. Last night was the ever fun not able to sleep until 1-5, and then being awake for awhile before drifting back off until just before 7. At that point, I was still tired. I could have slept, but I really wanted to go to morning prayer at 8. So, to coax myself out of bed, I grabbed my journal and started writing what I was thankful for: 

- God as my exceeding joy 

- All white out the window 

- New mercies for this morning, and compassions that fail not 

- My crazy hair dictating the wearing of a headband for the day

- Starting a new book of the Bible (Ezra) 

It was a really nice way to start my day. It's pretty amazing to be just a few minutes into the day and be able to start naming gifts. Throughout the day, it's become a way of calming be down, or improving my attitude. It has slowed my pace and refocused my energies and thoughts. 

Who knew that embracing eucharisteo as a way of life would increase my fellowship with God like this? 

*This is not for lack of trying. I have done everything. I have scheduled my sleep in 90-minute increments, taken hot showers before bed, used the pillow spray, quit caffeine, shut down computer/phone usage an hour before bed, washed my sheets in lavender, drank sleepy time tea, not set an alarm (knowing an alarm is set causes me to wake up at least a half hour before it goes off), made myself super tired and then attempted to sleep in, set an impeccably regulated bed time. Theoretically, I should be getting the best sleep in the world.