"Let's pray." *Oh no. Stay awake. Stay awake. Stay a...zzzzz*

I fell asleep. I couldn't help it. I vainly struggled against the creeping fatigue and heroically fought to keep my eyes open. However, the second the guest speaker said "Let's pray. Then, talk to the Lord and think on meeting with Him intentionally," I was a goner. I even had one of those mini-dreams, where everything has a fuzzy soap opera halo and you feel like you have no bones. I abruptly woke whenever my foot slipped off the seat in front of me. Hence, erratic bird movements while people around me were engrossed in sweet time with the Lord.