“On my bed I remember You;
I think of You through the watches of the night.”
Psalm 63:6
Dear Father,
Sometimes I fall into bed so exhausted I don’t remember hitting the pillow much less anything else. Other times I lie away for hours tossing and turning, looking at the clock, tossing and turning and growing more frustrated by the minute. Then there are times I crawl into bed and just want to wallow in the security of Your love and relive precious moments that might have occurred during the day. Then there have also been times when I’ve been awakened in the midnight hours by the dreaded phone call of trouble and may as well forget the notion of going back to sleep. But what I love is that no matter what hour of the night that my thoughts turn to You, whether in joy or struggle, You are awake. You keep watch over me and You would just as soon sit at the kitchen table with me on those restless nights and drink a cup of coffee, well we both know I don’t drink coffee but a coke might do, same thing – one is hot the other cold. Anyway… what I am getting at is that You are 100% available and 100% faithful in all Your ways. How many times have You rocked my weary soul to sleep in the cradle of Your arms? How many times have You walked the floor with me while I was sick or injured? How many times have You listened to my girly giggles of delight over something wonderful? How many times have You given me wisdom and instruction during the quiet stoic hours at the end of one day or the beginning of the next? All these times are as countless as the stars. And I just bet my shepherd friend David felt that way too. I imagine that he spent many a night under the stars and relived the countless times You were faithful to him. Often times I look up at the moon and realize that so many saints before me found Your faithfulness in the midnight hours under that same old moon. Thank You for standing by them and for standing by me, thank You for being the same yesterday, today and
tomorrow. I love You so.
Amen,
Penny
