Friday, Apr. 22
Insomnia. I like this word. I like the way it rolls off the tongue. I don’t necessarily like staying awake when I go to bed. I want to sleep. Sometimes sleep evades me, which brings more stress and therefore more insomnia. That’s bad, but there’s a good side to insomnia. It all depends on how I respond to it. Sometimes a small snack like a few crackers or a granola bar will help me get to sleep. Other times, maybe a Tylenol. Sometimes I use the time to pray. That is always profitable. I think that God may even induce insomnia to get my attention so that I do pray. Sometime I go to sleep in the process which I guess is OK. Sometimes meditation sheds new light on a Scriptural truth, and sometimes it is a problem in my life that I need to deal with. I often get thoughts that lead to writing a blog, as with this one. All that is good; insomnia can be very beneficial. So instead of thinking of insomnia as a malady or worse, a plague, which is a constant malady, I need to think of insomnia as a friend. It could be designed by God for some purpose of which I know nothing about. It took me awhile to take notice, but another odd thing happened. I found that after bouts of insomnia that resulted in positive encounters with God, I was fully rested when I rose in the morning and the whole day went by without drowsiness or lack of energy. Sometimes it costs something to fall in line with God’s agenda, but He has a track record of rewarding faithful service. For the record, I still like my sleep. I don’t really look forward to insomnia. It’s not always a positive experience.