6:30 a.m.: Do you know where your pledge is?
Morning breakfast confused with evening dinner. My batt.
Now it can be like last night at His house; I can get comfortable, get ready to sleep, then right as I'm closing my eyes, I'll be told to get up and drive somewhere.
In summation, its December all over again-
Except now I've realized--No time to waste mine. Besides, June is coming up, and I recall Someone once told it was sacred.