Dawn Comes in the Morning
“…weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:6
Last night was terrible: bad dreams, dark images, pain.
Lying awake in the middle of the night, I was reminded that morning would come. I asked the Lord why it couldn’t always be morning. Why did the dark night have to pass first?
What was the purpose of the dark night? The obvious answer. Rest. My first reaction was that going through these attacks was not restful. I was loosing plenty of sleep over it. But then I realized that the night was when we rested.
It is during our trials that we have to consciously lay our lives down and trust Him with everything. It’s when we come to the point of saying, “I can’t save myself. I can’t manage this on my own. I can’t fix this.” It’s when we release. It’s when in faith, we lie down and sleep peacefully.
I can be thankful for the times life causes me to cry out, “Save us, Jesus.” It’s too easy to not consciously lay down my life each day, each moment, when things are going well. It’s too easy to act like I have my life under control when control is really just a mirage.
I will trust Him tonight when the dark night falls. I will trust and I will have rest.
