The wee small hours of the morning....

So, I woke up at 5 am yesterday morning, with a start, and nothing in particular was wrong...but I was wide awake nonetheless and could not go back to sleep.  I hope I never  second guess that "wake-up call" again.  God definitely wakes me up to pray for my family and friends, and this was no different. 
So, after I realized I was not going to be going back to sleep, I started to pray.
Later on in the day I got a call from Nicholas.  He had been in a car accident.  Although he was very upset, he was not injured.  That alone was a miracle, considering how the car behaved when he braked, and how it crossed over two lanes of the highway...twice..and crashed into the guardrail.  
Now, I am not going to say that I woke up, and knew something was going to happen to Nicholas.  But I do believe, wholeheartedly, that the Lord lays people on our hearts..that He prompts us to pray...that He prepares you to face traumas, crises, heartaches.  In hindsight, I know for a fact that it happened to me yesterday morning.  I was put on alert.  I was able to realize it, and look to Him for guidance, protection...I had to go for a test at the gastroenterologist in the morning, and it involved taking a liquid that kept me homebound for the afternoon.  I am so very thankful for this, because that allowed me to be here, and receive Nicholas' call.  God really did prepare me for it.  He calmed me...He brought me to a prayerful place.  He helped me calm my son.  He soothes the soul.  I am so thankful...