|God always provides for me......in ways I don't|
even understand sometimes. For instance, this is not
a worm but it still tastes yummy.
Saturday, 31 May 2014
Of Birds and Babies - The Grateful Thoughts of a Victorious Insomniac
I woke up this morning and the first thing that came out of my mouth was a whoop of joy and the words: I slept! I had this huge grin on my face and so did my Mgm. You never know what you have until it goes away and becomes a prayer point. I have been dealing with serious insomnia so to have finally had a night of deep, refreshing sleep was just a huge cause for celebration in my bedroom this morning. I have dealt with this off and on most of my adult life but I think this is the longest stretch I have gone where my mind would just not succumb to sleep till around 5.30am in the morning. Exactly! Just when I need to get up and prepare for work! So how did I find slumber. Prayer o! Even when I could not pray I know my Mgm was praying for me. God did it and I don't need to know how. I am just grateful He did. And trust that what He has done, He will perfect. I seal this testimony in Christ's preserving blood.
And the real question is why was I unable to sleep. The honest and simple truth is that I could not sleep because my brain refused to shut down. It was either making me think of the things in the past (and what I could have done different) or of the tasks coming in the future (and how best to tackle them).Do you see the work of the devil right there? As I spent time dwelling on my past and my future, tell me, who was living my 'present', my NOW for me? Nobody. The odd thing about this is that my brain does not work on hyper drive like this during the day. Only at night when I am trying to sleep. My mgm is right. He says it all boils down to a lack of faith *ouch*
Painful but true.
He went on to explain. It's not that I lack faith ALL the time but the truth is I can call it any name I want; what plagues my sleep is 'Worry' and what is worry? A lack of faith. Do you see animals sitting around worrying about their past or the future? When last did you come across a bird fretting about where its next morsel of food would come from. Even if it did not scratch up much the day before, it simply woke up to the next day and resumed it's search. Yes, it just goes about its bird life knowing (trusting) that it will eat. Not so for us humans. The intelligence God has given us sometimes becomes a blocker in the way of Trusting God. My Mgm went on and I listened. Look at babies too. Not a care in the world because a baby knows that once Mama's bosom appears, food is ready. It sucks its milk and falls jejely asleep. Satisfied and content. It does not wake up in the middle of the night wondering if there will be enough milk in its Mama's bosoms tomorrow. In fact, babies are so trusting that the moment it smells it's Mama or is carried near her chest, it automatically begins to make moves to nurse. That is how confident babies are of their sustenance. My Mama is here and so I know food will come. Period!
This is how we ought to be. God is our Mama. As long as He is with us and we are with Him. Our sustenance will come. Period. Being in this frame of mind will enable me shut down my mind at night because you and I know that none of the trillion of thoughts going round in my head are going to 'feed' me the next day. Abi? It's my PapaGod's role to feed me and He has never let me go hungry before. Never.
So Salt to Sleep: You have 4 stages plus the REM stage through which I am meant to pass through every night. God made you to refresh me and to be a medium via which He could speak to me. So, listen to me very well today: I am the Beloved of God and I shall enjoy all the spiritual and health benefits you are meant to give me in Jesus name. I will no longer 'look' for you at night. You will come at the right time and for the right duration. Amen!
Salt to Mgm: Thank you. For praying for me and for inspiring this blog.
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