I am up at an incredibly early hour today...we are talking 2:08 am. I am not going back to sleep for a couple of reasons. The first is that I just don't want to. The second, and more serious and important, is that in the past, when I've been up and then gone back to sleep on nights before big events (tomorrow I am seeing a neuro-opthalmologist), I miss my alarm in the morning. So no, I am not going back to sleep. Oh, well. One night of lost sleep won't kill me.
In any case--I am up at this incredibly early hour. Two of my favorite commandments can only be done in the daylight. I didn't grow up with either, but really want to add them to my life because I love the beauty and the meaning of them. I keep forgetting (and to my understanding, once I speak upon waking, I cannot fulfill them), but I stuck a note-to-self under my clock, and we'll see if that helps.
In any case, my point is, These commandments cannot be fulfilled for another three and a half hours. At least I'll be already awake and cognizant enough to remember them!]
The first of the two is to sing a hymn, Modeh (for males)/Modah (for females) Ani. Modeh/Modah Ani literally translates to "We Thank You." In it, we thank God for returning our souls to our bodies upon waking. No, I do not believe God takes souls while people sleep; however, singing these words creates a meaningful moment with God upon waking.
The second commandment is ritual hand washing. In the post from last night, you can see the pretty cup and towel I use for this. This also is away to let God in every morning. Washing hands, which takes three seconds, literally changes the feel for my entire day, especially if I follow it up with morning prayers. Also, my cup and towel are too pretty, and cost me too much, not to be used.
God is wherever we let God be.
"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."
I believe in God.
I believe in God.
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- I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!