Imma Pray for You

I’m so friggin’ tired. Physically and Emotionally, usually leaving Spiritually last….which sucks. A few months ago at my MOPS group,  I asked the ladies what time of day to they pray. Because here is how mine goes…

I get into bed. Well, actually, MELT into bed as all people do after saving the world 3 times that day. A little Ron Clark reading, a little {ok, A LOT} of Netflix, a little Jesus talking…then BOOM. Sleep. Not one minute into my prayers, I am zonked out, forgetting everything important I wanted to pray for that day. *And sometimes for the horrible, rotten, awful things that go through my head/come out of my mouth when people are being annoying* #forgivemeJesus #andthewordsthatalmostcameoutofmymouth #andthecussing #somuchcussing

Waking up at 2am, I realize what I’ve done and I am 99% positive the next morning when I wake up, I will have nothing because I didn’t thank the Lord for it the night before. My healthy baby girl, The Husband, My Family, My Job, My House, My Car, My Friends and so on….seriously, I need to pray all night thanking him! I feel guilty for the people on my prayer list that I continually need to pray for...and then I. Fall. Asleep. #loser 

And this is why I LOVE my MOPS group: “Sarah, it happens to us too! We are all TIRED MAMA’S!” Their answers:

-I pray in the car.

-I pray in the bathroom, when I get to go alone. #lucky

-I pray in the shower.

-I pray while I’m cooking dinner or doing the dishes.

Well, I'll be. I have been beating myself up because I can’t physically make it through my “bedtime prayer” when heck, HELLO, pray at another time in another place! Le Duh. (It’s French for “Duh” via my BFF Courtney.)

HE knows I am tired. HE knows I am thankful. HE knows my prayer list because it's  running through my head all day and my prayer concerns are written down. {This 100% makes me more accountable for specific requests! Try it! There are more than you realize!} HE is the ALMIGHTY and HE knows. The Lord hears me, whatever time of day I pray: morning, noon and afternoon ;) And at night...I've covered all of my bases. 

So, I’ve been praying every chance I get BEFORE I melt into bed….coffee and prayer, yes please! Pray while I am walking something to the office/filling up my water bottle;  Pray at lunch. (Believe me, I need it by then!) Pray and do the dishes while The Husband gives The Babe a bath; I will bust it out where ever and whenever! I think I was so focused on a “bedtime prayer” because, well, that’s what I have always done.  It was "normal" to me...but most of us know, I am ANYTHING but normal. I want to choose to be AMAZING...and a bit crazy.  

 If you are struggling with your "Thank You Jesus" moments at night, or even your quiet time with him during the day, switch it up! Some people get up bat crazy early (too early for this Mama) and others kick in their car on their commute to or from work. All He CARES about is that you DO IT! Because, for real....it works. I also want to invite you to email or message me with specific prayer requests! I am a prayer warrior and I would love to add you to my list, because...Imma Pray for YOU, and I hope you will pray for me too. ;) {sarahpink.gibson@gmail.com} 

To My Little Sister, On Her Birthday, With Love

To My Sweet Lindsey Kay, 

It’s always fun to explain our relationship when I tell a story about you, which is quite often…

“Sorry, I can’t. My little sister has cheerleading tryouts for the next 10 years.” #beerme

“My little sister got into BAYLOR!” #yassssBears

“My little sister is spending a semester in Spain/Spring Break at Gulf Shores/New Year’s in Chicago/going on another cruise, because that’s fair.” #ohyouknowtheownermrsinglesias

“My little sister called me last night, informing me she decided was going to AFRICA.” #smallpotatoes

And the response, “I didn’t know you had a little sister!”

“Well I do! God gave me her to look after.”  {He’s a pretty big deal, so I have NEVER taken this job lightly.}

No, we don’t have the same parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles or cousins.  God knew what he was doing when your family moved in next door 22 years ago.  I can’t even name the number of times we begged Dean to ship Lance off to my house so we could move into his room and share bunk beds, because, well, we are sisters, and we’ve known it forever.

The memories we share melt my heart. From our infinite amount of trips to TC Shaved iced, too many pizza rolls to count and about the whole Golden Girls thing, yea, I probably shouldn’t have let you watch that so young. {Along with Austin Powers and Jerry McGuire….and I still pay for those moments!}  Hey, you ended up quite a catch with a very colorful vocabulary.  #goals #hashtagsfordayyyysss

I could not survive without you. Who would tell me which Netflix series to watch next? (I shamefully will NOT admit how many series I have made it through with your support.) Who would only have conversations with quotes from  Parks and Rec/Friends/Bridesmaids? (And get it!) Who would I text after happy hour when I need a little dose of the college life? #shenanigans Nobody gets “us” like we get “us”…it’s our own secret love language…and after enough wine, it sounds like another language. 

The past few months have beyond sucked. #colorfulvocab 

I feel overprotective. I want to shield you from all of the evils of the world. I want to tell you everything is going to be ok, even though I don’t know it will be. I want you to move home, climb inside a bubble and live in my pocket. Forever.  {This plan 100% makes sense in my head.} But, sigh, I know this isn’t a reality. You, my darling, were not meant to be tamed by any means!

I am so proud of you. Insanely proud of you! From the bottom of my heart and with every ounce of my soul, so proud. You are the strongest, most ambitious young woman I know. {Along with the most adventurous, which sometimes causes me to call and yell at you for a few minutes, but I will get over that….someday.} #skydivingseriously

God has big plans for you Little Missy. Huge. Major. I can’t even wrap my head around it. I pray for you and the family daily. I pray for God to fill your heart with the love that surrounds you. I pray that he gives you the strength to get out of bed every day, ready to face the world with no fear. I pray that you feel your sweet Mama’s presence wherever you go and that you live a life to honor her. You are making her so proud. She’s here and will be watching over you all the days of your life. I believe that with all of my heart.

Keep pushing on little sister. He is within you, and you will not fall.

I love you forever and beyond.  Happy 22nd Birthday!