I am a Greenhouse Pig

Scroll down and notice the time. This is what happens to me when Tim is away. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. Wanna come over and share a midnight snack with me? We could hang out, be goofy and talk girl talk? Maybe even fit in a chick flick. Any takers? Need more time to plan? Okay, I'll give you 24 hours...meet me here tomorrow night. I'm sure I'll be up.

Larah fell out of bed tonight and in doing so woke me up. I got up and did my motherly duties of checking on her. By the time I sleepily stumbled to her room, she had climbed back in bed, covered herself up and was fast asleep. When I had concluded that all was well, I too climbed back in bed, covered myself up...and...and...and...I prayed, I did some thinking, I listened to a CD (all the way through), I prayed some more, I thought some more, I went outside and turned off the sprinkler that I forgot to turn off before bed, and now here I sit. Lonely, tired, sleepless.

But while sitting at my computer, I have learned something new: I should have died at 4.9 years of age. Yep, this life that I live should have ended over 30 some years ago. And that, my friends, is the "shocking truth." According to Professor Schpinkee's Greenhouse Calculator, I used up my share of the earth 32.1 years ago. Wow, pretty interesting, huh? You can read more about this at Chuck Colson's BreakPoint.

I am thankful I serve a big God. I am thankful He knew what He was doing when He created me 37 years ago. I am thankful that He holds the number of my days in His hands. He is a Great God worthy of our praise!!!