“Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah.” (Ps 4:4 AV)
Bedtime is the most precious part of my day. Both falling asleep and rising in the morning are special. It is where the world comes to complete silence and my spirit is unabated as I ascend the holy mountain into the presence of God. Bedtime is when deep examination of the heart takes place. It is the time when the Spirit has my undivided attention and conversation comes quite easy. Bedtime is the silence that keeps all other voices silent and the voice of God speaks. Bedtime is when the LORD allows me to share all that I think and feel while He responds in a still small voice. The quietness of bedtime is when the Spirit has freedom to bring to my mind scriptures which I know, but seldom draw upon. It is when He can remind me of truths that He has taught and by which He has led me. The quiet time of late night and early morning is what the Adversary is the furthest, the flesh is not yet enlivened, and the soul is uncaged to pursue the presence of God. It is when sin becomes clear, confession becomes concise, and forsaking becomes consummate. The stillness of the late evening and early morning is the most profitable, and by far, it is when the LORD does his most significant work
I grew up in a large family. This meant we never had a room of our own. We shared it with a at least two more siblings. What this also meant was that bedtime was a time when we had conversations, we didn’t want our parents to hear. When we were young, the conversations were foolishness and often got us in trouble. As we aged, our conversations became more intimate. School problems, family issues, parent frustrations, or girl trouble were common topics. Perhaps we were fighting a battle at our part-time job or needed to negotiate our shared living space. In the night, when our parents were not around, we could speak of things that were intimate and often made us vulnerable. It was during those times when the closeness of siblings became even stronger. We share what is on our hearts knowing there is respect and affirmation coming from the bunk below or above. Sibling rivalries seem to melt away when there is a tear or two coming from your brother’s eyes because the girl he really liked decided he wasn’t worth her time. Fear was abated when your older brother affirmed that you would be just fine. He went through the same thing and turned out ok.
Each night is a special night. There have been tears but also joy. Rebuke and correction come. But so does affirmation. The presence of God is far clearer when the lights go out and all one hears is the breath of your spouse as they fall into sleep. There might be a chuckle as the LORD reveals just how ridiculous I am being at the moment. There is Spirit lead teaching as He shows me how to look at a situation or doctrine a bit differently. In the quietness of the night and early morning hours, when upon my bed I lie, the presence of God is something I ache for. The Spirit of God is a reminder of what awaits in glory! The quietness of the night brings heaven infinitely closer, and the soul reaches out for the presence and glory of God. He is so real when the world becomes silent. He is so real when the mind, heart, and soul are completely focused on fellowship with Him. His voice is so clear. The word of God is so vibrant. The quietness of the bed is when God often does His most significant work.