Blessings in Sleep Deprivation

So this week, by some miracle, I made it to seminary every day within 5 minutes of 6 in the morning. That's completely ridiculous. I'm pretty sure most people don't even understand HOW ridiculous that really is. Last year, I usually rolled in around 6:30, only to catch the closing remarks and prayers, and even then, I'm not sure how much I really contained, though the lessons were nothing short of amazing. This year, since I'm entirely dependent on myself and can no longer decide to blame Oliver, I have had to make a renewed effort in getting up on time. And so I did. I haven't felt tired all week, and did not think much of it, until yesterday, which was Saturday. I woke up and was sure I had never been that tired before in my life. This is completely strange, but I was overwhelmed with gratitude. Seriously, I was glad I was too tired to function on a Saturday. To me, it was a blessing of seminary- I made it through the whole week without feeling tired, something I'm sure I never would have accomplished on my own. I have band after school on Monday's, Tuesday's, and Thursday's every week, and often have to attend the football game most Friday's that end at about midnight. Factor in PreAP/AP courses at a school like Cinco, and then early morning seminary, and you will find how much of a miracle it really is that I made it to Seminary within 5 minutes of 6 o'clock every day, and then lived to tell the tale today.