I agreed to something without giving it a 2-second whispered prayer.
Two days later I awoke from a deep slumber at circa 3 a.m. with a sense of deead as I realized I had not prayed and waited and listened to that still, small voice.
Two days later a sense of dread fell heavily on my shoulders. The yes I said "yes" to should have been a "no, thank you."
Dread pressed in on my heart and soul for 48 hours.
The Lord sent me a dear friend who came along side to pray for me and to listen.
The following day - today - a whisper of grace came in the form of an exit strategy. A whisper of grace for a 2-day late prayer...
Tonight I am celebrating this grace with supper out and CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM.
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