Sleep is a big deal.
It keeps us out of trouble for hours a day--you know, gives God a kind of break from all the ridiculous things we find to think and do in a day.
It stops a day and allows reset for tomorrow so we get a fresh start, a second chance.
It restores our body. I read once that older people may have less true dementia than often diagnosed, as the underlying problem is actually too little restorative sleep.
It gives parents a much-needed break from the rigors of rearing children.
But what about sleeplessness? That is the problem. Many, many people have difficulty sleeping. We spend countless dollars on sleep aids, hoping for that quiet, deep, uninterrupted sleep that often eludes us.
My brother, an internist, has become a sleep specialist. Doctors and researchers spend years learning to evaluate our sleep patterns to help us find that ever-elusive sleep.
So I smile at Psalm 63:6--If I'm sleepless at midnight, I spend the hours in grateful reflection.
Hours? Hmm, sounds like our sleeplessness doesn't cause God to miss a beat. He says oh yeah, by the way, those hours would be a great time to reflect upon Me.
Not your typical sleep aid, but then again, when has God ever shown Himself to fit into our "typical" anything.
I wish you restorative sleep but if it is not yours to have on a given night, I wish you extraordinary time with God.
