I have been home for about 12 days. Right now it’s 4:52 in the morning here in Jersey and I have been trying to sleep since 10:30. Since being home all I have really had are sleepless nights.
I didn’t realize that having my own room at home was going to be such a big deal.
I have gotten so used to saying goodnight and a harmony of 6 other good nights would answer back to me. I have gotten used to sometimes not being really tired and talking until we fell asleep. And sometimes the occasional snoring would be the lullaby to fall asleep to.
But here I am exhausted and a little bit frustrated. All I really want to do is sleep at night like normal people do! But honestly some of my best conversations with the Lord and time of worship since being home is in these sleepless nights.
I may be by myself in my room but thank God that he hasn’t left me and won’t ever leave me.
Sleepless nights are kinda hard, but sometimes they look like praying until I fall asleep, or turning on some soft worship music to try and fall asleep.
Either way, this is the smallest thing that constantly reminds me that even here, in something that is supposed to be so natural and something you’re not really supposed to think about, I need the Lord.
The Lord is my rest, and if I can’t physically sleep for the time being, I will rest in his presence.
Being forced to be at home, there is a lot of time to rest with the Lord, whether it looks like sleeping or just being still in his presence.
Allow the Lord to come rest on you!
A song to soak that we loved on the race:
Rest on us- UPPERROOM
