It is 2 a.m. on New Year’s Day and I’m wide awake. I woke up to use the bathroom and couldn’t go back to sleep. I tossed and turned and had this odd feeling as if God were telling me “get up, I have work for you to do!” We didn’t stay up till the clock struck 12 and celebrate the new year. We spent a few hours at mom’s house having dinner and playing games and came home and was in bed by 10 o’clock. I’ve struggled this year with finding my voice. Finding God’s purpose in what