Older And Wiser, But Still Living On A Prayer

I suppose I should kick off this post with the fact that yesterday was my birthday. Hooray for me! And I had a lovely day, thankyou for asking.

I have to admit that being older has not necessarily made me more sensible. I started my birthday with midnight cake and ended up staying up til 4:30am. Consequently, I'm pretty tired today (even though I ended the day with a much earlier night).

Thinking back to a year ago, however, I realise that I have grown up a lot. A lot of things, predominantly good things, have happened in the past twelve months. God has moved me on a lot in my journey towards eternity.

And yet I just realised that every sentence in that paragraph involved the phrase "a lot". And I'm not sure how to punctuate that. My brain is clearly not at its best today. This is certainly not going to be the most well-written post I have ever made either.

So what vaguely inspiring, God-themed thoughts can I draw from the misty recesses of my mind this morning? That today, when my thoughts are foggy and I'm wondering how I'm going to drag myself out of bed, I'm aware of how much I rely on Him. 

The prayer I prayed when I woke up this morning went something along the lines of:
Dear God,
Somehow, please help me to make it through the day, without screwing everything up, and lead me safely back to bed as soon as possible.
Amen
Except I'm pretty sure the words I used were not nearly so coherent (good thing I was talking to a mind-reader).

When I'm not a sleep-deprived zombie, I have this bad habit of thinking I can manage. I hope by now you've noticed that I'm quite a good writer. So some mornings when I do my blog, I can confidently trot out an eloquent and intelligent post without too much effort. But today, when I'm struggling to string a sentence together, I realise how much I actually need God. He's not just a handy accessory to bring out on a Sunday morning, but the very reason I can continue to live and breathe. Whether I am in the mood to think that or not.

I am older than I've ever been before, and (believe it or not) much wiser than I was a year ago, but oh how I still need my God to see me through. I am truly, every day, living on a prayer.