Midnight Owl

Just finished under an hour's work putting some of the desk in order, entering and filing receipts, making new piles. I think I'll quit now before I iron while listening to Glenn Beck. I can hear more birds outside this afternoon. September is wearing on. The birds are coming back down here, or maybe the ones that live here are more chatty now that it is not quite so long a hot day. Hearing the bird calls reminded me of laying awake last night trying to sleep and being charmed by an owl. And owl! Very close and very regular in his Whoo-whoo-whoo-ing. Don't know why I don't sleep well these days, because I am very tired. Maybe it is hormone imbalance that I can fix eventually. But for now I am thankful for a comfortable bed, and for the darkness of the night, and for thoughts of God's diverse creation, and for getting my mind on to things like owls and God's creativity, and off of things like the corruption of our society. Speaking of which, time to go iron. May God give me grace to choose life, to choose gratitude, to choose productivity and creativity even while I am praying for our country and writing to my congressmen. And may He bring repentance and revival to the whole world.