As I laid in bed last night, headed towards slumber and praying my nightly prayers, I was reminded of a change of perspective I had a long time ago. You see, as a child, I would lie in bed and say my nightly prayers of thanks and concerns and soon enough it was morning and time to start a new day. It seems I would fall asleep mid-prayer. This happened routinely.
Now, for a time, this worked me all up because you shouldn’t fall asleep while you’re talking with God. It would be rude to fall asleep while talking to a friend or a co-worker, wouldn’t it? So falling asleep while talking to God seemed like not a good thing to do. However, it would happen night after night. And, for a time, I carried guilt about it.
However, one time when I confessed this to a confidante, they offered up a beautiful alternative to my view. They thought it was very touching and intimate that I would fall asleep in God’s arms each night. Just like I would fall asleep in my father’s or mother’s arms when I was younger.
And isn’t God our Father? Not just a friend or co-worker.
And I still fall asleep every night during prayers. With God holding me in His arms.
…..Dan at aslowerpace dot net
