The book I find myself turning the most these days is the Psalms.
Last night I set my cd player to continuous play of someone reading the Psalms.
I love David.
He is so real with his feelings.
If He has been awake and crying all night, he says it.
If He is having a great day loving the Lord, he puts it out there.
If He is confused and wondering where God is, he asks Him.
If He is having a thoroughly rotten day, well... he doesn't hide it.
David and I haven't gone through the same things, but the feelings and emotions are the same.
I lay there, and instead of thinking of not falling asleep, or thinking about being uncomfortable, I listened to someone else voice my feelings, and hearing God's answers to them.
I was asleep before the cd started over again.
I'm not sure how many times it went through it before I woke up again, but the point is I slept.
And when I wasn't sleeping, instead of fretting about that, I listened.
I'm praying that this will help.
What I do know, is that it will help my relationship with God.
Last night I realized again that life is never perfect like we want it to be.
But that's ok.
What matters is that Jesus has saved me.
Life here is short - even if I live to be 100.
Eternity is forever and my relationship with my savior is what matters the most.
Way more than aching joints and sleepless nights.
I may never sleep well here. (I pray that isn't the case)
But it's ok because I've put in a request for heaven.
I know you don't get tired there, but I'm asking that for at least a couple of days He will let me just sleep. :-)