My prayer time didn't happen until 11.30pm last night. But it did happen! Of course, that meant I didn't get enough sleep, and I was woken up at 6.30am by a vomiting child (yes, that's still going on, but at least this time it was all went in the container!). So, it's a tired day today.
On Saturday I had a headache that was bad enough for me to take paracetamol (I avoid medicines if I can), and I had to wait for that to kick in before I could pray.
Yesterday I had a crazy busy day, sick kids, lots of kitchen prep work for my defluffing endeavour, and by the time the children went to bed and I had time to pray I had a terrible headache coming on. It was worse than the day before so I had to take more paracetamol and wait before I could even think to talk to YHWH.
This morning I was thinking I might try to find some time to pray this morning and I already feel a headache coming on. It's like pressure in my head. I'm not going to have time this morning, I'll have to wait until the little ones are in bed this afternoon, and I can imagine my headache will come out full force then.
I rarely get headaches, and it wasn't until this morning that I realised what it was. There's a history here to understand. I wrote a book. I loved it, everyone who read it loved it, and I was intending on editing and publishing it. Instead, I got a message from YHWH, that told me flat out that it was from Satan. Some of the themes going through the book weren't okay. As upsetting as that was for me, following YHWH and obeying Him was far more important than anything else, so I deleted my book. I had it saved in lots of different forms and edits, in lots of different places. As I went through and deleted them I had a headache come on. Deleting the last version of my book I could hardly see, my brain hurt so bad and the pressure was immense. I had to go straight to bed, and I just lay there and prayed, knowing the reason for this was Satan, knowing it was an attack on me for following YHWH.
Sometimes following God physically hurts.
I will keep praying. I like that I'm doing what God wants, and making Satan mad. I will keep taking medicine if I have to. And when I pray today, I know what I will be praying for.