I've been having major difficulties sleeping through the night lately. I'm not sure why, but all the standard remedies just don't seem to work. I've heard that God is trying to talk to us or trying to get us to talk to him if we can't sleep in the deep of the night. So I'm going to try something different. I'm going to sing "Jesus Loves Me" to myself and my inner child, just like a mother would sing a lullaby to her little one. It might take several repetitions, but I'm hoping that if I actively place my heart in God's hand every night, my sleep patterns will finally even out again. I want to sleep as peacefully as one of God's baby creations.
We are made of so many things. We're made of water. We're made of stardust. We can't see the individual atoms, but we are made of one thing that can be seen and heard as God-inspired. We're made of stories. Our faith is based on the stories we've read and heard over the years, and we have placed our hearts and lives in those stories. We believe in stories. We believe in something greater than ourselves. We believe in the Greatest Story of All. One of the first stories I remember is, "Jesus loves me, this I know. For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong. We are weak, but He is strong." This is the story I believe when I can't believe anything else.