The Heart's Cry: Psalm 134

Psalm 134

There are times that I sleep like a baby. There are other times when I don't sleep well at all. There are nights when my wife gets mad at me that I fall asleep so quickly, and there are nights when I hear the birds before I close my eyes. There are nights when I close my eyes and don't open them until the alarm or the child shock me awake. There are nights when I wake every hour. And when I wake sometimes I can get back to sleep, unless my mind starts thinking about something, anything then I am as wide awake as if someone hit my in the face with a water balloon. It's almost as if my sleep pattern has ADHD and just can't find its own internal rhythm for any sort of extended time.

I wonder if the writer of Psalm 134 was a bit like me, or they could have been a true insomniac, someone who truly commits to not being able to sleep, unlike a wishy washy one like myself. Or they could have been awake at night for a particular reason, perhaps they were on the night watch, or the night shift. Although, now that I think about it, the night is longer than the portion we sleep through so maybe they were merely up late, or it was just a few minutes before their bedtime. But for whatever reason they were awake and the sky was dark.

Some people fear the dark, they worry about what is behind the shadows, I have plenty of experience and can say that 99 times out of a 100 it is just more shadows. The truth is that the dark is no more evil than the light, after all during the Exodus God moved with the Israelites through the day as a pillar of clouds and through the night as a pillar of fire. The truth is that the dark is no more evil than the light, after all according to Isaiah the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it. The truth is that the dark is no more evil in the light, as long as you don't fear the dark. Fear is the true enemy, not the darkness, not the pain, not the experience, not the storm.

+ How do you sleep?

+ How do you feel about the dark?

p.s. On a completely separate note, isn't rhythm the weirdest spelled english word of all time?

If not what do you think is?