The morning sun shining through my window woke me up. I tried to roll away from the light eager to get my beauty rest, but I couldn’t fall back to sleep. Hunger pains began to rumble in my stomach. I crawled out of bed quietly to not wake up my husband who was still sleeping soundly.

Stumbling to the kitchen, I fix myself a bowl of cereal. A thought flew across my mind to grab my Bible, but for some reason I ignored it.  It seemed like too much work to go fetch it.  I finished my cereal and then prepared our lunches for the day. The entire time I continued to push out the thought of reading God’s Word, thinking the things I chose to do instead were more important.  With 30 minutes to spare before the alarm would ring to encourage us to get up and get ready for work, I slid back into bed next to my sleeping husband.  However, as hard as I tried to keep my eyes shut, my body resisted sleep.

Then I heard His voice.  It was more of a voice I heard inside my head, but distinctly not my own.

God said to me, “Please Jennifer, I want to show you something.” Read Full Article