“When you awake in the night,
transport yourself quickly in spirit before the Tabernacle, saying:
‘Behold, my God, I come to adore You, to praise, thank, and love you,
and to keep you company with all the Angels.'”
St. John Vianney
(sunset over the the gulf /Julie Cook / 2018)
The past several nights I have woken up around 2:30 AM—wide awake.
Hot.
Sweaty.
Uncomfortable.
Despite the AC running and my husband gently snoring, sleep for me is over.
My back aching with the slightest move–and now an aching neck and shoulder.
It hurts to turn, to roll, to twist.
Dreams, when they come, have been vivid, leaving me wondering and pondering.
Pondering much too much for such an unwelcoming hour.
Time passes with no relief as the numbers of the clock tick on and on.
No calm nor slumber.
Sleep, for me, is often elusive but more so as of late.
When the morning light comes, it is almost rude and unkind as
I find it harder and harder to get up since sleep now tries to
arrive right when it’s time to get up.
Exhausted and ill, I grouse at the day.
Last night, my brain turned on, my eyes popped open and it was only 2:30— my mind racing.
I ruminated on and on like a cow chewing cud over my latest odd dream.
Unresolved ancient issues or just the aching of a herniated disc?
I examine the past.
“NO”, I shout to my hyper-focused mind…” this is not the time!”
So my brain now toys with me, as the unending partial lyrics to a song
begin playing over and over as the earworm bores deeper into my brain.
“STOP”, I silently plead to my restless brain….”just let me rest”, I implore.
And so…I pray.
Focusing on that which is greater than the madness, greater than my weariness.
I offer myself over to You as a sacrifice…
Hear my prayers oh Lord…
“Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy upon me, a sinner”
Over and over I repeat the soothing words until I sense my mind and body quieting in unison.
“My Lord, I offer you myself in turn as a sacrifice of thanksgiving.
You have died for me, and I in turn make myself over to you.
I am not my own.
You have bought me; I will by my own act and deed complete the purchase.
My wish is to be separated from everything of this world;
to cleanse myself simply from sin; to put away from me even what is innocent,
if used for its own sake, and not for yours. I put away reputation and honor,
and influence, and power, for my praise and strength shall be in you.
Enable me to carry out what I profess.”
Bl. John Henry Newman, p. 135
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cookiecrumbstoliveby 
I am having problems with sleep too, sometimes it comes easily, sometimes it doesn’t at all, and sometimes I just wake up in the middle of the night not knowing what to do!
Prayer— the quiet conversation with God— not a prayer of petition but more of submission and praise I think is best
Yes, thank you I am going to try this one. Often, I do talk, and reach a point when I don’t even realise what I am talking about, but it does help. Thank you.
I’m not one to get up when I cant sleep but I know of folks who do— if I did, I’m afraid I’d be up for good— so I do just lay there— but I do find if I can shift my thoughts away from me and whatever seems to have a hold of my brain and begin praying, even something as repetitious as The Jesus Prayer— I do begin to feel a calm— sometimes He just beckons to us when our attentions can solely be His and His alone — we will both work on this and see how we do!
When I read the verse by St Vianney, I knew then God was talking to me!
Thanks for sharing this with me, dear. Lots of love and peace to you. ♥️
I had the cataract removed from my right eye. I am not allowed to sleep on my right side for two weeks. So, after about 3-4 hours of sleep on my left side, each of the last four nights, all the pain receptors on my left side scream, “Get off me!” Since I cannot sleep on my back, my night’s sleep is essentially over. In another week and a half, they do the left eye and I cannot sleep on my right side at all. I roll over and do a face plant into the pillow – no smothering due to the CPAP. So, for two weeks, I will not be able to sleep on my right side, left side, stomach, or back. Can I wedge myself into the corner and sleep standing up?
That is to say that I feel your pain – at least the lack of sleep part. Get well soon. Mark Lowry said in a comedy routine that his life verse was “And it came to pass…” Your back pain will come to pass. At least we pray that it does.
That is a “bless your heart” Mark!!!
I sleep on my left side, but like you— at some point my body says “move over”— and sometimes I can- sometimes I can’t— I pray you can find relief soon!!!
Mine is temporary, while my eyes recover from the surgery – not undue pressure. But a month, by the end, of reduced or no sleep is not easy. I hope you find relief soon.
you and me both Mark!!!
Prayer is a good antidote for insomnia. It’s always better to visit the Shepherd instead of counting sheep. J.