November 8, 2008. I had been anxious about many things as this day approached: the preparations for & expectations of the new Youth Worship, the increase in work at the office that comes around this time of the year, and the fact that I didn't want to turn a quarter-of-a-century old. All of these worries had mentally and physically drained me by the time I arrived home on the eve of the 7th, that I even felt too tired to pray.

But God did not tire in ministering to me. In fact, He started really early, by encouraging me through text messages (the amusingly prompt stroke-of-midnight birthday SMS-es) before I drifted off to sleep. And despite my physical tiredness, I felt refreshed when He woke me up extra early this morning, prompting me to spend time with Him in His Word.

Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.

Jeremiah 33:3