Once when my youngest son was just beginning to toddle around the house, I was tasked with the job of watching him for the afternoon. I was in seminary at the time and it was rather difficult to be getting the sleep I needed while balancing work, school, and family. I decided to lay down on the sofa with my son on my chest hoping we would both be able to catch some much needed z’s; however, only one of us did! While I slowly drifted off to sleep, my son sang and talked while he laid on my chest and eventually crawled down off the sofa to play. I have no idea how long I was out for, but I do know that it is only by God’s grace that he didn’t end up hurt or dead because I wasn’t watching him at all. Thankfully, he merely played beside the sofa waiting for me to wake up and didn’t get into trouble. But aren’t you glad God isn’t like me, He never dozes off or falls asleep. He is always watching out for us and taking care of us.