Nights Like This
Why I can sleep well despite being tired, weary, and broken
It’s getting late and I am about to put another day to rest. Not much has changed since last night. I’m still tired. I’m still weary. I’m still broken. They are familiar feelings; inconvenient friends. They serve as a constant reminder of my humanity, my finitude, and the confinements of this flesh.
With this information alone, I would have no comfort. But there is another in whom my life is hidden. Therefore, I go to bed with hope and peace.
I go to bed tired, but God does not sleep
He will not allow your foot to slip; He who keeps you will not slumber.
(Psalm 121:3, NASB)
There comes a point when I can no longer keep my eyes open. My body can not continue being productive. I have nothing left to offer and I need to rest.
Of course, this is a physical reality. It is also a spiritual one. No one can just keep going forever on their own strength. Likewise, no one can be super spiritual all the time. There will be moments when I crash and my alertness is not at peak level.
In those moments, it is comforting to know that my God never sleeps. He is always running at peak level and nothing slips past Him.