Coward in the Nighttime

Dear God,

The morning light dawns dimly, but it is there.  My own imperfect attempts at relaxing are dim also.  But as the day wears on, the lack of courage I feel in the middle of the night, awake, will abate.  And then I will relax ever more in Your Arms.

I don’t know why I am a coward when I wake in the middle of the night.  The ghosts and goblins seem posed to “get” me.  The next time I can’t sleep, I must remember that You are Lord of the nighttime also.

But, right now, thank You for the cheerful morning light.  I am buoyed by Your Presence in this new day.  And no longer scared.



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Celia Hales

I write prayers, mostly first thing in the morning, to get the day started out right. I intend this blog to encourage others to respond with their own.

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