Thursday, July 2, 2009

Shut Up And Sleep

I've always heard that you never appreciate what you have until it's gone.

If that's the case, I could write Sleep a scintillating love-letter. It would be the most desperate, pitiful, return-to-me drama ever written. I would beg. I would plead. I would weep.

In fact, I have wept. A few nights ago I lay in My Boy's arms and bawled like a baby.


For the past 6 weeks I have had an average of 4-5 hours of sleep per night. It's like having a newborn without the rewards of having a newborn.

I wake up feeling weird. And shaky. And panicked.

Yesterday it dawned on me. 6 weeks ago I started a new medication. One that affects my blood sugar. (It is rough being old.) Apparently, my body has been telling me... FEED ME.

And I've been telling it... SHUT UP AND SLEEP.

Which makes me think. How many times have I ignored other signals? Not physical signals... deeper ones.

Have I been too busy to notice my spirit's plea for nourishment?

Have I suppressed my hunger for God so I'll have more time to serve Him?

Have I told my starving soul to... shut up and sleep?

The answer to these questions... sadly... is yes.

But the solution is simple. Wake up. Eat. Rest.

Don't waste your energy striving for perishable food like that. Work for the food that sticks with you, food that nourishes your lasting life, food the Son of Man provides. He and what he does are guaranteed by God the Father to last. - John 6:27 (The Message)


Fridaydreamer said...

Excellent BJ! Great insight! You've got me thinking and heart-searching. Thank you!

BJ Hamrick said...

Thanks, Shaunie! :)

Anonymous said...

Sometimes we're so focused on our activity-of-choice, whatever it may be, that we function as if wearing blinders. Fortunately God's word always has a way of reaching us and making us wish we had paid attention sooner. :) I hope you're sleeping better now.

BJ Hamrick said...

That is so true. I've been enjoying my daily stops by your blog. The sleep's in and out... but I'm being optimistic :)

I know all about waiting--for the right guy, for high school to end, for my boobs to come in (two out of three ain't bad).

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