As the sun fades into the horizon, the darkness is on the prowl. My heart starts to beat faster and my mind is clouding.
The monster is coming.
Year after year, night after night, the bedroom is my own personal coffin.
As I shut the door to my room, I am nailing myself in.
Sleep provides me no relief, for what is sleep?
For when I do sleep the monster attacks my dreams.
He whispers doubts and stabs my heart with his anxious sword. It hurts in the most unbearable way. And oh, the horrors that he has plagued in my mind.
Panic is the only way I know how to wake up. Sweat covers my body and tears fill my eyes.
Where is the relief in the night?
God where are you?! Why are you letting me go through this? I’ve prayed for you to rescue me from this torment.
But God is locked in His own coffin that I put Him in a long time ago. I nailed Him in when I took control over my life. I. Nailed. Him. In.
If I want to overcome the night I have to pry open the nails. Slowly. One by one. They are released.
The first pried nail that has to go is my control. It has only led me to this place of darkness that has too much hold. And then it’s time to release the fear for it has no place here.
The hardest nail to get up is anxiousness. I have lived with it for so long that I don’t know how to live without it. But I know you will show me the way.
It’s time to open the coffin door. And when I do oh how I can feel Your love. The freedom is here. Peace. Comfort. Strength. Enter my soul. God, you are coming in control.
He is breathing life into me again. His righteous hands are upholding my heart and protecting it from the dark.
Defeated, the monster has taken his flight and I’m left no longer a slave to the night!
