today is the day.

I woke up this morning at 6:20. Why? My grandfather thought that we had school today.

Crazy thing is, as tired as I was, and believe me I was tired, I couldn't get back to sleep. At first I thought to myself, "no big deal, it's Monday and it's a holiday. I'll just sleep it off.

Haha. I couldn't.

Frustrated, I turned and smacked my hand against my alarm clock (not ringing at the time,) groped around for the on switch, and pushed it with my thumb.

Lincoln Brewster's rendition of "Today is the Day." This song was my favorite maybe two months ago, but it long since was replaced by the rambunctious music of August Burns Red, Notorious BIG, and Skillet.

The crazy thing is, on a Monday morning where I would have just rolled over and been lazy for another three hours, I couldn't help but sit up in my bed and think about the lyrics.

"Today is the day, you have made. I will rejoice and be glad in it."

Haha. Wow you know what, when you put it like that...

Considering the generation I live in, this is a pretty bold statement, but you know what? Forget doing nothing. Forget being lazy. Forget sleeping in. Forget whatever.

Thank you, God for waking me up. If you didn't do that I'd still be asleep, maybe dead right now. I think that's one of the things we take for granted. We see God almost as a US President times infinity, with just power and authority. But there is something totally obvious we have missed every morning and night.

He let's us go to sleep. He wakes us up.

I mean, if he didn't wake us up or allow us to wake up in the morning every day, how much would that suck? You'd still be asleep, dead or not it doesn't matter, what matters is that you would be technically dead.

It's those tiny things in life that we barely think about, like waking up, or breathing, or heart pumps.

If you need a reason to be thankful, bam. Start with that one.