If a good night's sleep and sweet dreams can be attributed to a benign entity such as the Sandman, then a night of insomnia must be brought on by a mean kid burning insects on the sidewalk with a magnifying glass.
First, the Sandman. How benign can he be if he puts sand in your eyes to make you sleep? I mean I've had days when it just FELT like there was sand in my eyes and it was not a happy experience. If you even have a speck of something it hurts like crazy. How would sand feel? I'm thinking maybe he's not such a good guy afterall.
Now, the mean kid with the magnifying glass. I compare it to that because night time makes everything so much worse and so ridiculously real? Do you know how many times I have lain in my bed awake, thinking horrible thoughts?
Oh no! My kid is at a party. What if they have a beer, get pulled over on the way home, get a DUI, get arrested, get kicked out of school and lose their job? What if their entire future is ruined because they had a beer?
The night your child is 15 minutes late and you lie there thinking, "Oh my gosh--what if they've been in a car accident. They are probably injured or dead on the side of the road. They may be paralyzed. My child will be wheelchair bound, eating from a straw for the rest of his/her life. She/he may suffer traumatic brain injury and be a vegetable.
Or the picture of a crumpled car on the side of the highway with the EMS using the jaws of life to extricate your kid from the vehicle. Holding their intestines in their hands. Picking up limbs from the raod.
The best part of night fears are the sound of the door opening when they finally arrive home. The blessed relief. The surge of anger for the worry they just inadvertently put you through. The sweet, "Mama, I'm home."
Finally, God is in his heaven and all is right with the world.
4 comments:
Deep thought and good piece! Thanks!
Now I will tell you exactly what sand in the eyes feels like: Look at a welder in action without eye protection. Then wake up in the middle of the night with no explanation as to why your eyes are full of grit ... it's welder burn! Just like sand in the eyes. NO RELIEF. Someone said a slice of potato on each eye will bring relief. Wish I'd known.
Magnifying glass? I used one as a kid ... I burned my name on my skateboard, along with some daisy style hippie flowers. It was an old flat wood board with clay wheels.
I am so grateful God is not only Sovereign in heaven, but present with us right here and now! I couldn't get through life without Him! Had my wife and I (married 30 years today) not had God's principles to raise our kids by, I'm sure we would have failed. All seven have turned out quite well!
its about time for an august post
UPDATE!!! I NEED SOME MOTHERLY HUMOR!!!
I'm with Ryan. More Blogs. August is half over. Come on post it.
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