My Nightmare Wife

Sounds like an awful thing to say doesn’t it?

Colin Pearce
Jun 27 · 3 min read
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I know. I wanted to get your attention.

It’s nothing like the old chap who said, “Being married is like a nightmare. I want to get out of it but I need the sleep.”

No, this story is a bit more serious.

Everyone finds out but we don’t really know much about our spouse until we’re married.

Odd 2:09 AM weirdness

The first clue I got that my wife was prone to 2:09 AM weirdness was on about the fourth night of our honeymoon. She shook me awake and in panic told me a man had just got into her bed.

I said, “Yep. That was me about four hours ago. Lucky you. Now go back to sleep and remember you are married and that’s what’s supposed to happen.”

Odd sleep thing going on

There were a few more comical incidents like that over the first few months. Then came the Easter long weekend. We were holidaying at a friends’ house and everyone took a nap after Sunday lunch. Everyone except me.

I lay down next to my wife and read a book.

After about 45 minutes I became aware of her fretting in her sleep. She was whimpering and her eyes were racing back and forth under her closed eyelids. I didn’t want to wake her in case she woke up yelling or whacking me.

I suddenly remembered the old hymn by Cleavant Derricks A little talk with Jesus makes it right.’

There’s a pretty zesty version of it here.

That little talk

I didn’t touch her, but I placed my hand a little above her forehead and I whispered (by the way she’s a little deaf so she wouldn’t have heard me if I'd spoken aloud, but remember, I was afraid of getting whacked).

“Lord please calm Christine’s mind and rid her of this horrible nightmare she’s having. She seems to have these distressing dreams and I am asking you to put a stop to them. I don’t know how you do that but in case somehow it’s up to me, I also denounce the influence of any disturbing evil influence in her life, spiritual or mental, in the name of Jesus.”

Not what I expected at all

Over the next minute or so her eyes stopped fighting and her breathing slowed. She woke up with a yawn and a smile.

“I’ve just had the most amazing dream,” she said.

She went on to say “There was a horrible dark thing chasing me down a dark corridor. There were all these doors but whenever I opened a door there was a horrible scary presence or face trying to pull me in. There was one door left at the end. In my panic, I opened it and you were there with a kind smile. You put your hand on my forehead and told me in Jesus’ name I was safe now. I was so relieved and felt so loved.”

Scintillating, hey?

We’ve called on that experience many times since. Sometimes for each other, quite often for our children, and sometimes for others.

I may have doubts and fears, my eye be filled with tears
But Jesus is a friend who watches day and night
I go to him in prayer, He knows my every care
And just a little talk with my Jesus make it right. Cleavant Derricks

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