“Mine eyes prevent the night watches, that I
might meditate in thy word.” (Ps 119:148 AV)
I
know a bit about sleeplessness. For better
or worse, there have been many of those. Some for reasons of anticipation or
joy. Most, however, over anxiety, fear, guilt,
or exhaustion. It is during those sleepless
nights our minds entertain all sorts of thoughts. Most of these times are not productive at
all. When I was in my teen years, I worked
at a pizzeria. On the weekends, we were
legally allowed to work until two in the morning. I would get home around three. However, my father had a hard and fast rule
that we were to be up at breakfast time and ready for household chores. Working at the pizzeria was not mandatory. But our household responsibilities were. He required we work part-time to pay for our
share of car insurance and any additional needs we felt we had to have that he
was not able to provide. When I returned
home from the restaurant, I was hyped on cokes and mountain dews. Know that I had to get up in a few hours, I stressed
about sleep. I stressed so much that it
became a self-fulfilling prophecy. Sleep
was precious and didn’t come easy. Now,
during my adult years, there are other worries.
There are other anxieties. There are
sleepless nights over the safety and success of my children. There are sleepless nights over the health of
my wife and myself. There are sleepless
nights over church folk and church growth.
We
can take a page out of David’s life here and learn a lesson. Prayer is certainly essential. Equally essential is the word of God. We can pass the hours, if we must, doing one
of two things. We can occupy our minds with
whatever we can imagine. Or, we can pass
those hours meditating on the word. It
doesn’t necessarily have to be subject matter germane to our problem. It could be anything that will occupy our
minds with anything other than the anxieties which are causing the sleepless
night. We can meditate upon what it will
be like when we arrive in glory. This is
what I did just the other night. The Spirit
brought to memory the passages in Revelation speaking of the glory of the Son
and the Father being so bright there will be no need for the sun, moon, or stars. Then I imagined arriving under such brightness. I realized it was a real possibility that
when I arrive in glory I will not be looking around at the glory that is new
Jerusalem. Rather, the glory and
brightness of my Savior might gender the same response Moses had when the voice
of God spoke from the burning bush or when Paul encountered Christ along the road
to Damascus. Fallen flay on one’s face
with no desire to look up might be exactly what happens. This brought me to Genesis chapter one
wherein the word of God says, “Let there be light.” If the Father and Son are brighter than any
created light, what were they before Genesis chapter one? If the God whom I cannot figure out and whose
glory I cannot behold loves me, then He is more than capable to handle whatever
I might be facing.
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