Sitting in the Tension

Last night I spent some much needed, late-night time with the Lord. It’s often in these quiet moments, when I get still after the craziness of the day, that I’m able to hear His voice most clearly. I was reminded of something I wrote last fall that I want to share in hopes that it will be an encouragement to someone who may find themselves in need of some late-night time with their Father….

God often meets me in the dark. There in the late of night when I long for sleep but am overwhelmed with the things of life. My pillow has become a sort of holy of holies as He finds me there. Sometimes he finds me ready and willing to hear His voice and other times He finds me resistant, but He comes to me all the same.

We’ve spent many a late night there together. In the dark of my bedroom is where He’s comforted me. In the dark of my bedroom is where He’s guided me. It’s where he’s given me strength, calmed my fears, listened to me as I’ve poured out my heart. Where He’s corrected me when I’ve gotten off track, shown me the next steps I need to take, and encouraged me to keep moving forward.

Over the years I’ve learned to embrace these times, to recognize them as precious and way more valuable than the sleep that eludes me. And more often than not, once He’s spent time with me, pouring out His grace and mercy, I’m able to close my eyes and rest. I’m thankful for a Father who loves me enough to meet me in the dark.

Sitting in the tension of wanting sleep but needing time with my Father.