"He who keeps you will not slumber....
Behold, He... will neither slumber nor sleep." (Psalm 121:3-4)
He is still awake when only the hum of the air conditioner reverberates through the house, when the stairs creak as though they come alive in the darkness, when the silence is so small your thoughts begin to scream and take over the space. He is still awake as your family sleeps behind closed doors, as your footprints stay indented in the carpet as you pace back and forth and hesitate before their rooms, as you wait and listen to hear if you’re entirely alone. He is still awake while you wish for the unpreventable to go away, while you sweat over the nightmares that come with closed eyes, while you wonder if the pain will kill you. He is still awake in the unexpected trips to the E.R., in the panic when you can’t remember, in the moments when exhaustion holds you down. He is still awake when you don’t get it but need to, when you ache for someone else to understand, when you realize He does. He is still awake when you discover "steadfast love surrounds him who trusts in the Lord," when you feel that "underneath are the Everlasting Arms," when you see "His tender mercies are over all His works." He is still awake as you sleep enfolded by the Almighty, as you rest peacefully in His sight, as you hear His Spirit whisper: it will be okay.
Behold, He... will neither slumber nor sleep." (Psalm 121:3-4)
He is still awake when only the hum of the air conditioner reverberates through the house, when the stairs creak as though they come alive in the darkness, when the silence is so small your thoughts begin to scream and take over the space. He is still awake as your family sleeps behind closed doors, as your footprints stay indented in the carpet as you pace back and forth and hesitate before their rooms, as you wait and listen to hear if you’re entirely alone. He is still awake while you wish for the unpreventable to go away, while you sweat over the nightmares that come with closed eyes, while you wonder if the pain will kill you. He is still awake in the unexpected trips to the E.R., in the panic when you can’t remember, in the moments when exhaustion holds you down. He is still awake when you don’t get it but need to, when you ache for someone else to understand, when you realize He does. He is still awake when you discover "steadfast love surrounds him who trusts in the Lord," when you feel that "underneath are the Everlasting Arms," when you see "His tender mercies are over all His works." He is still awake as you sleep enfolded by the Almighty, as you rest peacefully in His sight, as you hear His Spirit whisper: it will be okay.
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Wow. Katie, this is extremely powerful. Thank you so much.
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